MY BAD BRETHREN HOWS THIS
The plastic flimsiness of the weapon of choice stick it through ur temple
Force so hard it makes aneriousims in your brain create fatal dimple
It's the formulation of laziness bother me in the diner it ill be your illness
fresh released from solitary only utensil to save me from my crazyness
Fit da profil of da serial killer any1 usin da fork n spoon i spread the word
After da coronr finds u wit da spork out of ur hed only thing said its absurd



Next Weapon: Rusty razor blade
~Bounce

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Let God speak for the underground Psalm 49 16-17
16 Do not be overawed when a man grows rich when the splendor of his house increases
17 For he will take no thing with him when he dies, his splendor will not descend with him
18Though while he lived he counted himself blessed - and men praise you when you prosper-
19 He will join the generation of his fathers, who will never see the light of life

20 A man who has riches without understanding is like the beasts that perish