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look what my new t shirt says
blocked in an unusual way ,
a sexy guy put a sawed off
to my face slash head
iasked him if he thought i was afraid
i said im not your every day okey doke mutherfucker
and he said you think implayin bitch
to which i replied do you think iam
i dont got shit he said come out your pockets
i was like why dont you check them when im dead
i laughed and told him check it out youve already second guessed yourself so just put it down, he then said turn out your pockets and i stood unzipped my coat then shook out my tits
then turned out my pockets and he felt really stupid cause he believed his paranoia over his common sense
just as i didnt allow fear and panic to set in bec ause i was guilty of nothing and i know that many times i am taken in front of such paths and this time may u lead me for when without you i decide i almost forgot what kind of life i live in
ill cry not for the gun i care about none of these things my friends are just as ive stated before we are merely comrads in destruction
pilfers of pain disgusted with this world of chaos,
praying in vain for the lords ear is deaf to our cries
deceitful cheaters liars sinners of every ilk
no particular poison is on me lost
i fell the anger and hatred boiling
comeing to the surface red eyed demon
pearing back at me from within,
my shadowed sunken eyes my discontent with the way this bootie call went lol the moral fiber is you canot due to blind by handsome doest mean he wouldnt snap ond beat the fuck out ya like hedont know ya so even if your friends say yes for yah doesnt mean they can cosign for that day this day i had a sawed off pointed at my face but i chewed it up and spit the wad right in a mutherfucker fuck the whole world thats my new t shirt oulook
a sexy guy put a sawed off
to my face slash head
iasked him if he thought i was afraid
i said im not your every day okey doke mutherfucker
and he said you think implayin bitch
to which i replied do you think iam
i dont got shit he said come out your pockets
i was like why dont you check them when im dead
i laughed and told him check it out youve already second guessed yourself so just put it down, he then said turn out your pockets and i stood unzipped my coat then shook out my tits
then turned out my pockets and he felt really stupid cause he believed his paranoia over his common sense
just as i didnt allow fear and panic to set in bec ause i was guilty of nothing and i know that many times i am taken in front of such paths and this time may u lead me for when without you i decide i almost forgot what kind of life i live in
ill cry not for the gun i care about none of these things my friends are just as ive stated before we are merely comrads in destruction
pilfers of pain disgusted with this world of chaos,
praying in vain for the lords ear is deaf to our cries
deceitful cheaters liars sinners of every ilk
no particular poison is on me lost
i fell the anger and hatred boiling
comeing to the surface red eyed demon
pearing back at me from within,
my shadowed sunken eyes my discontent with the way this bootie call went lol the moral fiber is you canot due to blind by handsome doest mean he wouldnt snap ond beat the fuck out ya like hedont know ya so even if your friends say yes for yah doesnt mean they can cosign for that day this day i had a sawed off pointed at my face but i chewed it up and spit the wad right in a mutherfucker fuck the whole world thats my new t shirt oulook
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