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The Throne

Gett'n looks like an acid-burn victim!
Disgust, distrust, and silent criticism!
A victim of corrupt cerebral systems!

But I'm still standing tall;
Screaming fuck you all!

Heaven, Hell, Earth...
And the rest of the Universe;
Against me, conspired..
With hurricanes and hellfire;
Since my unwanted birth!

Sorry, not sorry, that I make you sick!
I didn't ask for this shit, bitch!
You can eat a sugar-frosted dick!

And I'm still standing tall;
Screaming fuck you all!

Like I care if you don't like me!
Detest me, spit at me, spite me!
Kick rocks motherfucker, bite me!

So sling your arrows and hurl your stones;
Attempt your assaults on my bones..
I'm not like all the rest,
Built to stand the test,
And I'm still screaming fuck you from my throne.
Written by Chaoticwayz
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