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Sirius

Im throwing a rock
To try to tie a crow to a hawk
When I roll on the block
Your girl is holding my cock
 
Writing it down
Everywhere that lightning is found
Down to take the fight to the ground
 
Even the cold are aware
Everyday, I'm pulling their hair
Without their control insincere
 
The don't cards fold as they land
The belong having control of the land
Standing tall bold as a blend
Now it's time to take control as a trend
 
I need my nicotine fix
In this thickening mix
With all these sickening pricks
 
It's upsetting no dive  
It's not like I'm threatening their life
I use my head to survive
 
I'm somewhat insane
All I know is  
They Beat a drum in my brain
Trying hard to summon my pain
 
I had a wet fart
At pet smart
 
I'm not allowed my luck
But many still  
Are proud as fuck
I'll blow a fucking cloud,
They suck
 
I'm loving the ryme
I'll try to stay
Above them with time
And beat a fucking drum
In their spine...
 
I'm aligning the flow
Laid out in an assignment that glow
Setting off the sirons I sew
 
Frequent flow  
That seek and glow
 
Written by Madintellect (Mike stew)
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