here is a small portion of a piece to come i'd like to call....overdose pt. 2


I’m sick but I’m gifted, a prick with lifted awareness when I’m twisted..
careless victims left hairless when the blades that i spit knicked em.
and I’ve picked women randomly to worship and stand on me
split them at the cervix when I want to start a family..
love leaves worries, so I bring out the fetus early.
.cut the cords and scream so even jesus heard me..
i’m nautious, sittin here talkin to my conciencee,
i load up the piece and he tells me to mix acid with my bong hits...
so Now my vision is metling, and the incision is felt
as I place the heroin in my veigns my precision is helping..
and i can smell death it’s like hell’s breath on my neck
I ask God for forgiveness because im not ready for hell yet..

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Time is not long, and indecision is hells cemment. So the well is rented, untill heaven is relevant. Untill then, to be eloquent, sex cells, so le'ts cellibate.

"watch what you watchin...fox keeps feedin' us toxin's..stop sleepin' start thinkin outside of the box and unplug from the matrix doctrine....but watch what you say cause big brother is watchin" - nas - sly fox

The I.H.C.J.S.F.M.T.R.H.P.M.M.W.T.S.M.S.I.T.F.F.W.A.S. O Crew

thats a good/ crazy piece i like it
props so are you back lol

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