No One's Iller
I'm In A Brewed Situation That Seems To Get's Bigger
Disfigured Like Non Alchoholic's That's Drink Liquor I'm Interiorly Lethal Like Stomach Acid Combustions Cause Once I Lay In That Coffin, It's The End Of Discussion I Simply Rush In, Find A Weapon Down On The Floor I'm Ready For War, For I Stumble With A Double Edge Sword And I Reach The Stair Case, Stare, Gaze And My Hair Raised A Fair Trade, My Life For Other's To Be Hell's Preys So I Stare At Lucifer, Duce At You, I'll See You Later Cause Were I'm Reachin For Tonight Is So Much Greater For I'm A Descent Man, Beat A Stance, Skill Inhanced Realest, Damn I've Got Enough Skill To Kill A Man And Reel With Hands The Ignorant And Innoscent As I Roam Down A Trail Of Gasoline While Lightin Cigarettes Cause I Can Tell I'm Heading For Hell, Dead Or In Jail Head Being Scaled For Sale For The Shit I Dared To Inhale It Ain't Fair To Be Failed In Life, But I'm Top Grade Swiftly Swivle Little Kids Who Wants To Get Their Top Shaved got bored so i did this small rhyme................ |
yea...this was wack....................
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