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~~SedulouS HourS~~
Repressed Inside This Coerce Village Under An Iron Boot..
Flying Fluke Up A Plastic Flag Pole Of This Crying Muse.. Forcing This Wheel Barrow, Wit Swag To Tha Eye-Brow.. Over Tha Antisocial Summit Constructed By Abject Of Tha Town.. Tha Rapt Of Tha Found Would Rather Be Left To Itself.. So It Can Enumerate Tha Corruption From Tha Induction Of Wealth.. Through Tha Destruction Of Help, I Cower Clutching Tha Hope.. Hostility Caught In Tha Throat Is Reserved For Tha Rope.. Never Could You Hang An Aeratred Man, Accuracy Erroneous.. Waft Away Frozen Mist With Open Fists Of Tha Dires Holiest.. Its Like I Hear Footsteps Of Tha Wheelchair Ridden.. 5 Month Excursion To Tha South Pole Just To Return What I Was Given.. An Empty Matchbox And Tha Wings Of A Fallen Angel.. No Use To A Chain Smoker Who Looks Towards Tha Infernal Fanals.. I Color Tha Walls Of Protection Wit Half Bitten Crayons.. And A Single Stick Of Charcoal From A Burnt Down Craddle.. I Etch A Bigotry Feasible Plan On Tha Palm Of My Hand.. But Presperation Smudged Tha Layout, Im Left Wit One Strand.. One Approach Submerged By Tha Black Clouds Of Tha Untracable.. Soul Of Tha Deepest Pit Means My Skin Has To Be Tha Fascicle.. Im Stuck Painting Tha Sky In Colors Ive Never Even Witnessed.. Refresh Tha Page To See Tha New Sewer That Im Fishing In.. Catch Of Tha Day, Tha Credit Im Finding Perplexing To Pay.. Law Has Nothing Better To Do But Snare Me In A Small Space.. Cancel Out Tha Fundamentals Of Justice Wit A Blank Memory.. I Discharge Tha Orbs Of Exuberance That Were Sent To Me.. Tha Monotonous Streets I Try To Advance, Persistant Holding.. Tha Panorama Of Life Into Reverse, While Im Here Evolving.. Rusty Nails Hammered Into Tha Plank Where I Am Still Dwelling.. Non Fiction Is Tha Liberty That Im Here, Sat, Story Telling.. Left Eye Views Tha Proclaimation As Its Reflected From Others.. Tha Right Envisions Tha Anguish In Tha Right's Of Tha Mothers.. Noble Maturity Is Tha Lucrative That Conceals All Lewdness.. Here Detectives That Are On Tha Scene Come Up Totally Clueless.. Lifes An Objection To Tha Relentless, All Belief Is False.. Procreational Demise, I Cant Help But Feel Some Remorse.. My Flight Plane Is Off Course, Tha Path Is Non Authentic.. I Was Driven Towards Tha Hedge Of Surplus By An Eclectic.. Failing Tha Drug Test On Tha Track To Rambling Exhaultion.. Jumping Over Tha Pond, Stepping On Tha Stones Of Caution.. Instead Of Fallen In, Getting Wet, And Deliberating Over Hours.. I'd Rather Stand Out In A Storm And Get Drenched By Tha Shower.. |
why arent you makin audios?
u shuld yo it prolly sound dope, depends on yo voice yo |
u spit sum hot shyt shyt dat make u think holla at my shyt doe 2
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answer me please
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damn this shits dope.... maad complexx... keep uppin
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Thanks For Tha Feedback
LOL Bones.. I Am Making Audios.. I Just Aint Dropped Any Ones Worth Dropping Yet.. |
Madd Props On This Peice...You Came With Skills...Peace God
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Thanks Bro..
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ur shit be different... which i dunno if i like it or not...
anyway... keep doin' ur thang!! one |
Instead Of Fallen In, Getting Wet, And Deliberating Over Hours..
I'd Rather Stand Out In A Storm And Get Drenched By Tha Shower.. oh Rook..all tight..all the time..what are we gonna do with you...this verse was immaculate..youre on point in all aspects..i love comin in ur threads and lookin at your avatar, its so cute..(oh yeah and i like readin your verses too, haha)..audioz would be dope tho..ill keep an eye out for those... peace. |
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LOL.. Thanks DGR For Tha Feedback.. Thanks I Guess The_Assassin.. |
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