praise

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spitting fire into the eyes of fake tryhards
make believe like the mayans but you know i spit shards
fourteen with a dream but you know it aint too hard
walked through fire to get here but you know im uncharred
get off me bought the devils soul with a black card
fuck a bitch, rampart, did her in the courtyard
i flow like the chart but you sound like a robot
drowning in the pussy someone call me a life guard
riches aint too far the sun is my lucky star
i smoke you like cigars your not even on par
my pen marks the benchmark pull strings like guitars
tryna pry your girl off of me with shit tons of crowbars
went in too far shes pregnant not my prob
if pussy was money then i wouldnt need day jobs
the beat thickens your heart stricken
you suck so much cock but your still chicken
im cooking up these rhymes like im in a kitchen
and the only thing that stiffens is this verse while im deep dicking your woman
i gave her a white dragon while draggin my dick across her face
while my balls were saggin on her brain
fucked her so hard i changed her religion from christian to morman
and all i did was give her the tip like a doorman

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abhik
Member since September 14 2014

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