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I grab a pair of shears
Fool, you are a pair of fears
Waiting to crack like chandeliers
Hanging from a ceiling above peers
waiting to open up like secrets held from fears
Its a small world you tell one ear
You tell all
I let bodies fall without remorse
I hit play on my mind without record
So what you read is real like umbilical chords
CUT from sodomy not the definition from sex up the butt
But your dumb enough to judge
Look I love Jessie I cant get it enough
I loved her every since fucck my minds been bent up
Im on a thin line like knife cuts
Will I ever give up?
FUCK the other ones
Judged like the devils son
But I swear Im a rebel one
Im the one that will slice your neck
Over words that were in direct
Just to infect the innocent
Humans mind, my path is prevalent
Since we are on the subject of relevance
Why the fuck does a human sound relevant
When they talk for the hell of it
I would rather them be locked in a celler quick
Thats why half the chicks are for the hell of it
Id rather seem them rot in a cellar quick
You see me rhyme lie before
More gore then a personal guy
Why?
Most chicks are for sex and proud of the X
So I stay stressed wondering what next
I been played before over the dumbness
So why drink over the dumbness
Im one its
soo fucking quick
I would think you where the one fool, sell it
What you think your the rhyming fan
Or a poetry fan, trust me
Battle me, and you will feel as rough as puddles saying dig me
Fool, you are a pair of fears
Waiting to crack like chandeliers
Hanging from a ceiling above peers
waiting to open up like secrets held from fears
Its a small world you tell one ear
You tell all
I let bodies fall without remorse
I hit play on my mind without record
So what you read is real like umbilical chords
CUT from sodomy not the definition from sex up the butt
But your dumb enough to judge
Look I love Jessie I cant get it enough
I loved her every since fucck my minds been bent up
Im on a thin line like knife cuts
Will I ever give up?
FUCK the other ones
Judged like the devils son
But I swear Im a rebel one
Im the one that will slice your neck
Over words that were in direct
Just to infect the innocent
Humans mind, my path is prevalent
Since we are on the subject of relevance
Why the fuck does a human sound relevant
When they talk for the hell of it
I would rather them be locked in a celler quick
Thats why half the chicks are for the hell of it
Id rather seem them rot in a cellar quick
You see me rhyme lie before
More gore then a personal guy
Why?
Most chicks are for sex and proud of the X
So I stay stressed wondering what next
I been played before over the dumbness
So why drink over the dumbness
Im one its
soo fucking quick
I would think you where the one fool, sell it
What you think your the rhyming fan
Or a poetry fan, trust me
Battle me, and you will feel as rough as puddles saying dig me
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