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Pale (Bleach)
04:33
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Who am I
Dick holding money folding Charizard with low eyes
Fire breathing matchstick iron fist of the whackest
Blastoise, fire arms in both palms
Recoil at both fawns sirens drowning in the fountain
SMS sending text messages to nigguhs mattress
It's tag less and she fabricated her denim on this phallus
Like wala, it's magic magic city gymnastics bounce that ass on this Maverick white horse stallion in past tense
Atlanta fa the month how many black bitches will I fuck
In the city oh so pretty tell pimp c to pour me up
RIP, rot with me intestines on display so everyfuckingbody can see
Who I be
Soul stealer standing up on both feet
Looking down at Lola like I determine where her legs meet
Fuck nigguhs I'm tired of ya
How many of ya can fire something
Without sitting in the same place like you finished first in a rat race
I can smell ya nigguh you menstruate
ya body style can't fit this template
I fucked all yo bitches and returned em in Dior stiching
My trigger fingers itching says the Loki with trill shit in em
Where the fuck is your pride
I'm on Olympus shooting the fye
High fiving all my mistresses after eatin lips fa breakfast
Left DNA on their face Harvey dentures Colgate
Bitches and bitches I don't care fa bitches
They occupy the vision and water down the image
But women I'm fishing they open up doors to the Kremlin
As muses I abuses and love their fucking finish
My paints dry and I'm cuttin like wet walls and robitussin
I'm wonderin if the flux is as deep as Aeons luggage
Open up, where I'm from
My soul is as cold as the red sun
Blue and red s's Daumier printing
Yomamoto hitching hiker in the living
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69-69
08:21
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They either want me or talk shit there isn't any midpoint
Like I'm graphing my x and asking y I fucked her
Pillsbary doe boy poked her abdomen now she's flustered
Because I bustered and she ruptured volcano ash in the suburbs
We were just lovers like the fuckers who idolize the rubbers
Baby boomin time consumin algorithm sinus bumpers
But this isn't 99 and I ain't never lied check my overall rating
I ain't never been pie check my debit card statements
99th percentile ATM rebounding lady
Fucking every nigguh slaving like your ball and chaining crazy
Visions hazy like your freshman campus mating
Donnie drako knocking stalones out their wave lengths
Raving like McGinnis but terry is married maybe
Frankly the world is coming to an end
28 days and twelve seconds of umbrellas virus opening leggings
I prefer my women ethic like I'm stressing cultural indifference
Lethal injections of scrupulous investments
I haven't rested since testaments of pendants African descendants respected the Anglo weapon
Pistol Pyrex polyester infested cocaina cannibus hit Euriken for the stemless
Mary magdalen and the virgins wearied necklace birthing messiahs menthol narcoleptic ingested
Black lungs and pink pussy white apartheid now I'm getting high
And I can't seem to remember the time of day
My self esteem is lying and my ego is always crying that I'm not the person I sought myself to be
Drinking liquor seems to paint of vivid picture of what Oxycodone can bring my life to be
I can't see past horizons cause my soul is passively dying
Decomposing as the 9th wonder of the sea
What the bitches do, it's entertainment
Spoken written word but don't understand the language
Linguistics bury statistics and leave your teeth on the pavement
To be stomped and caved in like its edward Nortons basement
Pigmentation judges placement in this rap shit like open and closed cases
But bitch I'm Casey Anthony to the state defenses cadence
And bruh I'm the waviest of them all your bitch loves the way I talk and framed my accent on her wall
We carved our initials into the tree of life
With a double edged switch blade it was only right
To leave our bodies there as a blood sacrifice
Missed Woodstock out of spite hendrixels lonely scythe
In 1969 my mother was 5
My father was 3
I was only an idea of the mind
To me she is dead won't ever break bread with a bitch who was only interested in I
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Burrdz
02:38
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Bellatrix (Black MasKKK)
02:31
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Where, I'm, from
Counted so many bodies I forgot to load my gun
When, I, cum
She spits on the dick like tasting a brick the oceans part and life has begun
So many fuck nigguhs I wouldn't want to be ya
So much soul you're happy to be here
Onomatopoeia when I'm squeezing at any fuckers who gives me a reason
It's lick season wrap that chain around ya brain if ya askin fa a slave ship
Adios cabron living ya life like another has left you in pieces
Give me your fucking soul x2
I am not the only one who thinks you live like a bitch
I am not the only one who taught your women how to live
I taught your bitch how to dress na I can't remove her from my chest
Their like the nicotine I breath and I ain't got much time left
You will always be a mortal
Just like a bitch wit ya psychedelic wardrobe
You wear all black like your zorro
But never hit a lick and the only Z's you seen is in your fucking dreams
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Slept with the devil one time too many
Now I sleep with my devils wet dreams of descending
Self destruct and resettle vagabond is never ending
I found myself inside yourself in pink pictures of da Vinci
Slept with the devil one time too many
Now I sleep with my devils wet dreams with the semi
From the sewers with the skewer chopping heads and collecting
I lost myself inside this wealth black horse black Porsche and vengeful winnings
Slugs and shells with consignment
Beneath the stairs is where I'm hiding
Ghost and ghouls who absorb the souls of blind men
To feed addiction asphyxiation and choke life from the mindless
We built pyramids in hours to rebuild the twin towers
By your death bed And rotting flesh I left you purple flowers
Imprisoned by restriction afraid to place your palm on top of power
If your feet ran like your mouth you wouldn't have to swallow baby showers
I love you to death
I love you love you love you to death
Slept with the devil one time too many
Now I sleep with my devils wet dreams of descending
Self destruct and resettle vagabond is never ending
I found myself inside yourself in pink pictures of da Vinci
Slept with the devil one time too many
Now I sleep with my devils wet dreams with the semi
From the sewers with the skewer chopping heads and collecting
I lost myself inside this wealth black horse black Porsche and vengeful winnings
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