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The MMO Testimony
not that many of you are gonna get what this rhyme is about..but anyways here it goes....
roll down your block like a depression from a drive by agression, supression of a live guy secret spy guys and suitcases, survaillence eyes retain this life, besides you're a goner, learn how to survive... and throw your roots on papers varies on how to smoke the vapors our eyes get bloddshot like rip retaliations in violent nations, we seek balance but the challenge is neighboring the silence and fear some moments, reflecting on behaviour containing the malice maintaining...illusionary suscpetion on the human condition inducing this secluded prison diluted while livin the truest of all sinnin a call beginnin the end, we've been in a bend a circle livin amongst men, alerted to disturb you and pretend to amend your virtues to defend our purpose, is an evil species to defeat what Earth is, these unremorseful verse and see weed flow below oceans stay amongst the bones and remains of Pharoahes dethroned by Moses no prophets though like no doe probable slow movements to get red like the man in the death row logo my chair electric...sentenced to death, an mc for life flipping scenes of trife around the globe...soul infested with flesh that bleeds what you read eventually shapes what you can see so do you believe what you see, or see what you believe we've reached a point where wealth is earned thru self deciet either you pimp yourself and others, kill for the government , or sell some weed..... NOTE: I'm not talkin bullshit, there is a point to this rhyme, it's about weed in a metaphorical way... |
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