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Cruel Days of Forgotten Pimpin  

       “Honesty will get rid of fake friends and close many doors
But will keep the legs open of many whores,
      “Letting them know how shit is-the truth many bitches won’t respect
And if it’s about sex there is the possibility of ass, pussy and gagging neck,

      “Even a low profile motherfucka will eventually show out
Even those who are baby retarded with the uncontrollable diarrhea mouth,
      “Becoming the star of crime watch when dragging the fool in the street
At high noon so they can read better the bottom of your feet,

      “A much needed attitude adjustment enhancement
An end time situation for the sensitive bitch,
      “That can be washed out like a multi-colored shit-stain
The motherfuckin same as sidewalk blood bombarded by heavy rain,

      “Like pimps and hoes being arrested day after day
The exchange of money might slow, but doggystyle will forever stay,
      “Because off the showroom of life a new caddy will roll
Along with death when it’s time to permanently vacation in the black cold,  

      “It’s always better to be liked and appreciated than hated and forgotten
But hate flows like water-so that flood no time soon will be stoppin,
      “Drowning in bullshit makes it always hard to breathe
Think about it, our eyes always close every time we sneeze,  

      “So, motherfucka not only you have the question but the answer
Like a plantation owners whip showing the slave who’s the master,
      “In the hot sun as the humiliated picked that cotton and corn
Back in the day blacks understand death was better than being born,

      “Call it the cruel days of forgotten pimpin
But in a twisted way today that is how we all are livin,  
      “Runaway bastard if the truth is haunted house scary
Like a parasite peeking from the pussy, because that thing is funky and hairy,

      “But once again we will continue to penetrate the gut
Until we release that desirable wanted nut,
      “Now afterwards like some fucking fools we wanna act up
Not knowing that we have ran into incurable STD luck”.
Written by CasketSharpe
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