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Master, We Perish
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Havin a good time, rollin to the bottom.
Posts: 3,710
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Talk a lot about my ass and a lot about my dick
Well why don't you take your pick and I'll send your ass a pic No more long nights lonely, you won't have to fantasize I'ma give you christmas early and lay the truth before your eyes If it'll get you off my jock then I'm just happy to cop I don't like bein objectified but even less to be bothered Like flies to a corpse keep beatin a dead horse I might crack your head open, let you understand remorse I've seen brains in the streets, shit I'm the brain to these streets Posted up like the overseer, bloodshot eyes on the creeps Bit a coke under my nose I hope my concern really shows I just want my people on top fuckin hoes like donkey shows Get bucked I hear one more peep from you though No joke because I got a headache and you're being inconsiderate Please stop buggin me, you ain't my kid, let me sleep you illegitimate Just lay in your crib and keep tellin them fibs Shit you said fibs, had me rollin on the floor at my crib Tattle tale ass with a rattle in your fist In the battle thread like you kinda legitimate I'm critter rich, now come off that sugar high, rappin all jitterish Too boring to be gibberish Rappin like its plainsong, monastic and piss poor with your rhetoric Watch a real devil settle it I might fuck around and hit your chest and undo your skeleton
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