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10-06-04, 11:46 AM | #1 | ||
GoD LiKe
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So Simple This Shit Is
IP:
Im barely Break-in-tha-Surface, ya Shakin-and-Nervous, ya Life…,
iz Forsaken-and-Worthless, im Take-in-ya-Purpose, with Strife…, Walk tha Path-but-its-Steamin, tha Wrath-of-a-Demon, iz Now…, blood Bath-ya-not-Dreamin, I Laugh-while-ya-Screamin, and Proud…, Ya Remains-will-be-Scorchered, and Painfully-Torch-Herbs, with Flames…, In these Chains-you’ll-be-Tortured, blood Stains-in-tha-Orchard, and Hanged…, So Face-it-im-Deadly, im Anxious-and-Ready, for Death…, With a Weightless-Machete, ya Face-spits-Confetti, and Left…, Ya been Placed-with-tha-Gashes, Embrace-in-with-Axes, and Knives…, So im Lace-in-tha-Tracks-when, im Grace-in-with-Actions, and Vibes…, It Convey-and-it-Reaches, im Slay-in-with-Speeches, so Run…, Got chya Pray-in-for-Jesus, get Frayed-in-to-Pieces, and Strung…, being Scar’d-with-tha-Lessons, of Starve-in-and-Stress-in, tha Blessins…, Im Carve-in-ya-Chest-in, with Larva-Infest-in, Intestines…, Release-in-Aggression, Increase-in-Expression, through Themes…, Im a Killa Priest-of-Profession, In-Feasts-of-Obsessional, Schemes…, Tear ya Raps-in-to-Pieces, Collapse-in-ya-Weak-Spits, on Sight…, Get Smacked-till-ya-Speechless, Attack-in-Physiques-wit, tha Might…, Piercing Lances-through-my-Rivals, No Chance-for-Survival, so Flee…, Rippin Advanced-on-Arrival, so Glance-in-my-Eyes-yo, and See, Ya Deepest Fears-in-Connection, that Steers-in-Direction, of Cells…, Facing Mirrors-of-Reflection, with Tears-in-Complexion, of Hell…, Ya Vision went Black-and-then-Blurred-ta-Grey, Crack-in-ya-Vertebrea, Back…, Now tha Rap-iz-in-Slurred-Delay, Rapid-with-Words-I-Spray, Fact…, See me Grinin-in-Anger, while Spinnin-tha-Chamber, on Pills…, U already Been-in-tha-Danger, Beginnin-ta-Hang-ya, for Thrills…, Im Thrill-in-ta-Snatch-her, i Steal-and-I-Capture, ya Spouse…, Theres no Heal-in-a-Fracture, you’ll be Feel-in-tha-Rapture, no Doubt…, So You can Soak-in-ya-Care-in-Cries, till ya Choken-and-Paralyzed, Broken-and-Sterilize, so Focused-on-Flare-in-Eyes, While im Provoken-a-Pair-of-Lies, with a Rope thas Tearin ya Neck from ya Body if Tied, Mutha Fucca!
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