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Ooh HE L L Nahhh!!!
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Aww He'll Nahh!
My nose is beginning to run,
This is what I get for doing
Even A small amount
Of crys,
Shot, I can't deal with it,
I won't willingly go thru
It, I dread it, I'll avoid it,
No matter what I got to do
Impatience isn't cool
It makes A True Hype
Act A Fool.....
Over the runny nose,
Sweat, wet. Clothes,
I'll do da fool
Never cut yourself short
Is my golden
Rule
The mornings can
Be downright Cruel
With no action
I'll begin to duel
Inside of me
There's A Goon
A. Str 8 goblin
The man with the
Orange Cap
Is the
ONLY tool
To fix everything
Up right & quickly,
Put a stop to
The freezing cold streets
That make me more
Sickly.......
There's no other
Option,
No other route
To take,
So ain't no
Even trying to
Be fake
There's my Sanity,
My Wellness at stake
EXCUSES I DON'T
& WON'T TAKe
You're bread
With me
You'll Break
So I'm healed
By a Great
TAR LAKE,
THICK as
Molasses,
& Sweet as
Wedding Cake,
D~Boiz scrapers
Rumble thru like
Earthquakes,
These violent,grimy,
Guttah,streets,
Are so far up
I'm me,
It's brutal the way,
It keeps me awake
& it's dark & evil
It's purpose
To cause me
To ache,&ache,
I don't breathe if
I DON'T ACHE....
Give me More
PAIN,100%
I. SUFFER,
ME, The
Junkie,
You'll never break....
Aww He'll Nahh!
My nose is beginning to run,
This is what I get for doing
Even A small amount
Of crys,
Shot, I can't deal with it,
I won't willingly go thru
It, I dread it, I'll avoid it,
No matter what I got to do
Impatience isn't cool
It makes A True Hype
Act A Fool.....
Over the runny nose,
Sweat, wet. Clothes,
I'll do da fool
Never cut yourself short
Is my golden
Rule
The mornings can
Be downright Cruel
With no action
I'll begin to duel
Inside of me
There's A Goon
A. Str 8 goblin
The man with the
Orange Cap
Is the
ONLY tool
To fix everything
Up right & quickly,
Put a stop to
The freezing cold streets
That make me more
Sickly.......
There's no other
Option,
No other route
To take,
So ain't no
Even trying to
Be fake
There's my Sanity,
My Wellness at stake
EXCUSES I DON'T
& WON'T TAKe
You're bread
With me
You'll Break
So I'm healed
By a Great
TAR LAKE,
THICK as
Molasses,
& Sweet as
Wedding Cake,
D~Boiz scrapers
Rumble thru like
Earthquakes,
These violent,grimy,
Guttah,streets,
Are so far up
I'm me,
It's brutal the way,
It keeps me awake
& it's dark & evil
It's purpose
To cause me
To ache,&ache,
I don't breathe if
I DON'T ACHE....
Give me More
PAIN,100%
I. SUFFER,
ME, The
Junkie,
You'll never break....
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