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Dance of the Black Bullet (Character Personality Collaboration)
CasketSharpe
“I came in this world crying and alone
Through wet pussy from a dick that was sperm spitting strong,
“Now at my age I’m show-boating gray hairs
And in constant war with sleep because of nightmares,
“I don’t argue, because I will not lower myself to a person’s stupidity
It’s the same as a drunk bitch unknowingly giving up her anal virginity,
“Confused about the bleeding and the draining nut
Winching in pain whenever the toilet paper touch,
“But some people in this world needs a helping hands
Showing them you don’t give a fuck and really don’t give a damn,
“Molesters, child killers and fake ass pastors are just a few
Entertaining a bullet to the head for them will be something new,
“Call it a lesson the hard way a motherfucka will learn
After several days of torture and while alive feeling that unleaded burn,
“Then with love put sledgehammer blows on their ass
And when satisfied let the bullets dance”.
Hucka da Motherfucka
“For the unwashed-soap is their Devil and funk their salvation
Then rinse in blood-that is considered the liquid of creation,
“Violated and drained at the morgue while being sterilized
Staring at nothing with open and empty eyes,
“Daily light became the countdown to my final death
Now with hell hounds in razorblade fields I play fetch,
“Listening to waterfalls of flesh crash against stone
The sounds cause illusions of a broken home,
“But the evil side of my head still work
That has left a permanent smile from all the purposely caused hurt,
“Emotional or physical pain to me is all the same
I want more-let it soak me like a never ending rain,
“Salvation was never my goal
Just to check in that inevitable black hole,
“But something in my brain continues to bite
It’s that nagging ass bullet that don’t wanna act right”.
“I came in this world crying and alone
Through wet pussy from a dick that was sperm spitting strong,
“Now at my age I’m show-boating gray hairs
And in constant war with sleep because of nightmares,
“I don’t argue, because I will not lower myself to a person’s stupidity
It’s the same as a drunk bitch unknowingly giving up her anal virginity,
“Confused about the bleeding and the draining nut
Winching in pain whenever the toilet paper touch,
“But some people in this world needs a helping hands
Showing them you don’t give a fuck and really don’t give a damn,
“Molesters, child killers and fake ass pastors are just a few
Entertaining a bullet to the head for them will be something new,
“Call it a lesson the hard way a motherfucka will learn
After several days of torture and while alive feeling that unleaded burn,
“Then with love put sledgehammer blows on their ass
And when satisfied let the bullets dance”.
Hucka da Motherfucka
“For the unwashed-soap is their Devil and funk their salvation
Then rinse in blood-that is considered the liquid of creation,
“Violated and drained at the morgue while being sterilized
Staring at nothing with open and empty eyes,
“Daily light became the countdown to my final death
Now with hell hounds in razorblade fields I play fetch,
“Listening to waterfalls of flesh crash against stone
The sounds cause illusions of a broken home,
“But the evil side of my head still work
That has left a permanent smile from all the purposely caused hurt,
“Emotional or physical pain to me is all the same
I want more-let it soak me like a never ending rain,
“Salvation was never my goal
Just to check in that inevitable black hole,
“But something in my brain continues to bite
It’s that nagging ass bullet that don’t wanna act right”.
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