scripture Bible r my arrival space ridden been in the health scent delivered from just one now it's time to begin fuck the gun fuck want to get there done been always not about to be gone fucking scratch in my throat from the cold kicking this message sometimes I've been there comes reckless if tested from the restless on your shit list well you take your list felt with shit to my broken homes for my held by communication none why oh I forgot I'm just that guy around the way well haven't talked with the others having plenty to say well okay ready or not peek-a-boo here I come get to fast moving the feet call it a Sprint fuck a run not me standing tall humbly on a dream from brain called Bazaar written never will it be bedridden cuz my legs don't work Mrs bad knees to new moms times tweets Mockingjay codes like whistling and storms well I'm in the bedroom in front of face must have three smoking Jake codes like story half told decipher this lyrical where's a gunpowder none built call it something spilled lip strap jaw locked choke throat eyes drop from looking at me to looking at flow to not believe intuition within the third the very thing that can help you see through the vibrations of the energy on Earth as the energy burst from a lung enhance become long times doesn't for air race days give me $20,000 notebooks and I'll give you $20,000 notes on a page of a song that will permanently create your MC and you gone cuz the mcme is just growing can't take all the credit but I'll give respect to those who ain't dogging on me because I got a dream that I will not drop for my one finger hell don't squeeze because it's trying to take it from and that's a day you'll never see to all the enemies to the enemies if pushed I get pushing and when getting pushed Messi gets filthy filthy gets really relentlessly of course I'm talking about a soul bleed from lyrics in youaddar mother fucking earlobe that hears nothing but nose because it's so motherfucking felt with Coke from a soda can of course but what about them cold sores not a letter to be sent to me I like my lips happily clean LOL get it JK JK you don't like the life I'm living what about yours why is you tripping you worried about me are you scared I'm going to make it and have you to be left to never leave stuck in the depths in a chest with 20 locks to keep it locked down and nails to nail down the rest I see you swim from them want to act tough clothes box feeling no winds nowhere near done I haven't even begun to begin so call me you hi friends shit yeah right cold in hell I'd rather be suffocated by frostbite with a alligator biting on my motherfucking neck like lunch with no crutch or roped grab to save my own nuts so how's that for your gut pain throw it up from Mr sleeves to you sleazy fucks easier to say just better believe to your want to kill my dreams in the day I have a break ya to your dishes a lyrical pepper spray till you out of your mind and you can't see straight call it really be tripping when I'm on front of Gazette page call it a crazy thought you never seen your day call it without permission come in your kitchen and eat your cakes mixed with your pies though I never leave anywhere even my vehicle without attended lease on the eyes when I arrive don't forget to catch up with the fries to my take you mix it with the minimize of the time in the put you in the pot and put some spices upon I'm hungry a new day of the Dawn a new death of the dog a new tuck and roll a new kick for the ball to a whole new feeling in the gut fucked the pain-filled scars I could go all day but I'm going to leave this to y'all to finish it off if you got the balls