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.:Bus(t)King.004:.

So this is called SONG Lyrics; my bad
Thought it was Lay Down The Law - Firm of Any Unadulterated Spirits
Where a Putin Bootleg that�s the Best Way to Hear it
Right here we just gonna smear it
Ink Dry; copywrit each bit�out the note book bout to tear it
Out of the swamp like a King Gator. Now who wanna be a hater
Go �head dare ya, Go �head pan the fader; it�s
Almost spring, time for my fling now who wanna get flung?
I think all y�all bout to get stung. Ladder up. Fire Man, Go 'head grab the rung
This insurgency got urgency We just begun. Now
who wanna get DONE? I am.. The busting out & LOUD
Got my unadulterated bias of forgone conclusions
Sayin� screw you. You & your grandiose illusions
Got nothing�nothing but drunken groupie intrusions
Eyeballing me wit� lust; while I�m about to bust
while you givin� �em fruit-less instructions
Bad-Boy corruptions nothing but wild life interruptions
Sobriety tested; I�m never bested. It�s like this; too much slickness invested
Drying up the wettest of any weak-ass dialect
While I rhyme out of concern wondering. Something like Nimrod thundering
Wondering why you still get my respect?
Simple�Call it L.O.V.E. - Love. But you still need a shove

OUT!! Out of that stuff;
The rough that gets smoked cloaked within your erratic behavior!
Like St. Bar-rock from D.C.??? Fuck �em; you gotta be your own savior
I�m only offering you more than any warmed-over nightmare can offer
Certainly it can chill, kill or refill the shallowness of any coffer
This.. as your dead-paper keeps you like a pauper
You and your grubs�the ones lurking pubs or
Sitting off to the side amongst dead-end trees
Treated Buds, un-wisers trimming us to our knees. And
What about our families???
As your �Pro-No-life� props up them fantasies!

PLEASE!!!

I�m the apparition that your 3rd eye sees
Sense & logic not withstanding. This the kinda mixed media I�m commanding
I�m�Ku Klux Clowning�Nah call it Cloning
Self-boning; I�m a Master@baiting those who sit waiting!
Look around, Death-Jail look who�s Fading!
Damn near everyone �except whomever Kim�s datin�
Better off escapin� Got more drama then pedophiles played by Bacon
And all them Bodegas & Deli�s they need to be made aware,
Loosies - crack-pipes; That ain�t a sign that they care��cause
On occasion on location these writes they get writ for that laissez-faire
See this is about the busting. An in-flight version
An excursion displaying my aversion to the ongoing malice
Got me wondering like Alice about a Mad-hatter�s violence
Wherein our violence? Its what some hold so dear..
Call it my aversion to festering a grandmother�s fear
Knowing it can�t be ALL GOOD if it remains in tact
Now CHOMP on this little bit while stewing on that fact

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