No clue.
• Written by Falcon
Close but glossing over like some magnified binoculars
Seething with ether, I see her, never plan on stopping this
Seemingly innocuous but actually synonymous
With dominance and broken necks, a very crushed esophagus
The man himself anonymous, an arsenal preposterous
Paralyzed and sodomized and set ablaze like phosphorus
Truth be told I'll be so bold and say that it was ominous
A dreamy scene and meat so lean I fed it to the populous
It tasted great, they stuffed their face, stomachs truly bottomless
They told me it was marvelous and then I rose to prominence
I hit the top and made them drop all one by one to the abyss
Rappers lose their confidence, I never drop the Mollys bitch
You step to this, get wrecked to this, and bodies piled up in the ditch
All for one, that's communism
When I'm done, a cataclysm
Hairy barbaric, scary, and causing bitches aneurisms
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Falcon
Member since May 21 2014