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Member Since: 2012
Location: Sirius or Xm? |  posted Friday, June 22, 2018 4:58:05 PM 
my shit is on fire,
cannot seem to put shit down with my perspire
per spire on my eyelid im high kids old news
same clues serenity claims you then folds you
into an old you, your purview is contrived
i spy through my psy eye your whole crew
retired, in their own sweat, no known vets
bold threats get spit on, so sit on
your own finger and linger then spin on
top of the digit, yall wrapped up in fidget
spinners like the OG serenading bridget
bardot, ol' gull like betty gets plenty
thoughts, dumped on like penny thots
fuck em, forget me not,
these daisy ridleys empty knots
im stratosphere excellence atmosphere essence
relentless idioma to idiots that guess this
isnt no game my shame been framed
for yall visions like you sittin' in MOMA
talking to mona, while she smokin tina
these lisa simpsons been simpin' simply
lately, teasers, i mean mentally anemic
pale in comparison brain stem no allegiance
disconnected from self repair a rare paraplegic
like i cant walk in my own shoes so why you try em on
this shit been wrong sized since i cried to pry em on
my street shit used to cry alongside the krylon
paint drip like a rain drop weight like a pylon
so still i got eyes on, prize kept the prize gone
i been on treasure hunts since 95 i'm alive long
like longer than you, sew up my sinew and mend you too
like let me lash out and stitch you up and rend through you
just to pay costs, these bosses are complacent and evicted
middle town under-boss don't say shit to me explicit
im alpha centauri far from games no atari
i teenage riot on monopoly and kill when im sorry.
fuck what you heard i bleed black as still anger
like this shit still linger with my finger on the danger
call me stranger, recognize the size of my manger
big enough to seize you, or seize us
big enough to birth my own personal jesus.Partial IP: 224.194.89 |
