Listen, mr apostrophies, going on about silly atrosities
My ill philosophies got Jesus watching me..
Xternal sound like he's born from some cable monogomy
Just aint toppin me soon as i drop a beat
On this pussy, stomp his feet to a Catastrophie...
Aint no blastin me, I clasp the rasp and assasinate
With darts to procrasonate your heart...
Till it masticates apart and drops out your arse.

Sorry i forgot, i't's' so's' ''ill##'' to~~~Wri''t'e' L~i''ke Th''IS.

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