Tap Tap on the keyboard as I write my new lethal lyric
He's running from the sound and makin him dizzy n sick
He's getting pissed wanting the system to crash and die
Under the keyboards yearning to see the beatiful sky
Chillin under numb lock he's getting his kicks watching
Im Soon onto another website chat line soon dodging

NEXT PERSON: A Good Little Girl Just Turned Prostitute


Your color and font is fucking with my high kid...
~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