Reap #1
• Written by Lurkinglord
I'm here to reap souls/peak through peepholes/terrorize people/
Keep those tables unstable/Label common unable/
Cain and Able/back to back/ throat to throat/
Unable/kept back/all out attack/visit the steeple
A sufficient cathedral/At least avoid that Navy needle/
Instant retrieval so the spirit lifts the evil/
Coat hangers on a bed/ Ideas passing, keeping fed/
Keys on the keyhole overhead/ And an iPod in/
Just wait till 2021/ The drinking age of the millennial generation/
That's my specialization/ I spy a perennial liberation/
What, a complication/ Gravitation let me know which way I navigated/
This declaration, a representation of my dedication/
My destination/ Filled with sully and saturation
My manipulation/ Quick to affirm my action/
My compulsion/ Concerning my transaction in my cabin/
A dim attraction/ Learned to sing with passion/
But if i flash to much/ I look to dangerous/ My mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/
She can't rush what I love/ Floating free like a dove/
If God is up above/Then what are we here for?/
I'm so uncultured/ A vulture who's clutch you better watch out for/
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Lurkinglord
Member since November 3 2013