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By My

By My...............

By my gun I live by my
Gun I choose to die
I send bullets all the time
Knowing they coming back so why

Even cry about the shit
When it's this reality of me
I'm hated on a lot but
Can manuever around this fatality

By my...............

By my brains of the darkness
By this ah darkly ah wit
It keeps me murdering pussy
That smells like shit

In the head I shoot that bitch
In the body she fall from five
After three to the head no
Longer in outtaspace alive

By my....................

Guns bipiti brape now know
There's no cold left to feel
They eyes been closed and
Now life has a new deal

It was over coke yes
The bottles we all drink
I mix it with tonic water
Homicide help me think




Written by Sandals (Birchel Devon Robinson)
Published
Author's Note
Random make up write. It's not a bondage series.
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