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A Foot for Every Inch
When I think of you and me
I see a lot
I hear a lot
I was out with my emptied sheath
Unloading shot after fucking shot
Fuck you are you serious?
I waited for you and you deserted
Dried and fried in the desert while you fuckin flirted
With death
Any wench
That could finally
Make your end
And when I asked for you to MATCH
That which I walked
You walled up and pretended we never talked
You fuckin bitch
You can't rewrite histories stitch
Cause your feeling the pain of your own crooked pitch
Cause YOU couldn't keep up
Cause you still live alone
Cause you may invade my space
But you could never invade my home
So I don't disclose
All what I am to you
Guess what boo
No one gets that much
ESPECIALLY not some COWARD lil bitch hiding in the dark like you.
I see a lot
I hear a lot
I was out with my emptied sheath
Unloading shot after fucking shot
Fuck you are you serious?
I waited for you and you deserted
Dried and fried in the desert while you fuckin flirted
With death
Any wench
That could finally
Make your end
And when I asked for you to MATCH
That which I walked
You walled up and pretended we never talked
You fuckin bitch
You can't rewrite histories stitch
Cause your feeling the pain of your own crooked pitch
Cause YOU couldn't keep up
Cause you still live alone
Cause you may invade my space
But you could never invade my home
So I don't disclose
All what I am to you
Guess what boo
No one gets that much
ESPECIALLY not some COWARD lil bitch hiding in the dark like you.
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