Sokhorn Sokha
Sokhorn Sokha

My Black Mecca (Adiivka Heaven)

My Black Mecca (Adiivka Heaven)

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7 months ago

Made it fo ya'll. I was down bout it all. "sob" sorry fo smack rap bout rap fame it coming on my next black tron. I love only ya'll. Sorry. New York State Side of Life No jakes Fly in life, to daddy death. I take the flyest breath. I'm black rich now. Bentley God, big now, black hits now. Rolls royce, kokane witch dao. Elizabeth, crown n throne, drop big business now. Bless Free hollowbones. Harlem World, for heaven. My black hell, yellow devils, with hollow gold headed angels. DEA, lust my rightsided bangles. Death before life. A young black stars road of bones. Daddy work hard for the God. But my tears hard black diamond. The purple child, foriegn charts, from all american black arts. Blackheart, but Perses move inside the black ark. My Black God. And papi aint fo sho seeing my black charts. Im mad smart, street heart, and dats raw. but yo god, i walk with a crack black heart. Like Macs small, terrorizing mothers, and communities. Perhaps, I'm Illha Ghee. Hang tough, and chuffer streetlife. So I hope, my mosa sweden write. Ayo God, I feel my fade on lime light. My boo prego, rap fame fella. fuckin fello. I only love nasir jones, and my boat niggos. Noah my father, I father other brothers children. Street made, poor, with small pay. I sweet love my taino, small section 8. The Gods lesson, take time to reflect, on his blessed days. Estoy casado, git burnt adultery. How many of ya'll hoes and niggos, done murder we, the black people. My people sweet. Americano half pilgrimmano, like taino. Fuck my wife isle. Lee a bum york style. I defile, darth vader, ye rap Vilano, like Milano. But my hard chain Usa. Loosey on wednesday. when son gone, thugs look for sokhorn. I'm bug, ol fascist song. Black strong. Jobe, and I biological bond. James Bond of rap tron. Not needing a fuck, but love life long. Raise to be trife God. I'm pestilent. Formally lust, 8 and 9 deadly heavens. Harlem World LaOkh thug. Wu-Teng Clen cleanse.

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7 months ago

Made it fo ya'll. I was down bout it all. "sob" sorry fo smack rap bout rap fame it coming on my next black tron. I love only ya'll. Sorry. New York State Side of Life No jakes Fly in life, to daddy death. I take the flyest breath. I'm black rich now. Bentley God, big now, black hits now. Rolls royce, kokane witch dao. Elizabeth, crown n throne, drop big business now. Bless Free hollowbones. Harlem World, for heaven. My black hell, yellow devils, with hollow gold headed angels. DEA, lust my rightsided bangles. Death before life. A young black stars road of bones. Daddy work hard for the God. But my tears hard black diamond. The purple child, foriegn charts, from all american black arts. Blackheart, but Perses move inside the black ark. My Black God. And papi aint fo sho seeing my black charts. Im mad smart, street heart, and dats raw. but yo god, i walk with a crack black heart. Like Macs small, terrorizing mothers, and communities. Perhaps, I'm Illha Ghee. Hang tough, and chuffer streetlife. So I hope, my mosa sweden write. Ayo God, I feel my fade on lime light. My boo prego, rap fame fella. fuckin fello. I only love nasir jones, and my boat niggos. Noah my father, I father other brothers children. Street made, poor, with small pay. I sweet love my taino, small section 8. The Gods lesson, take time to reflect, on his blessed days. Estoy casado, git burnt adultery. How many of ya'll hoes and niggos, done murder we, the black people. My people sweet. Americano half pilgrimmano, like taino. Fuck my wife isle. Lee a bum york style. I defile, darth vader, ye rap Vilano, like Milano. But my hard chain Usa. Loosey on wednesday. when son gone, thugs look for sokhorn. I'm bug, ol fascist song. Black strong. Jobe, and I biological bond. James Bond of rap tron. Not needing a fuck, but love life long. Raise to be trife God. I'm pestilent. Formally lust, 8 and 9 deadly heavens. Harlem World LaOkh thug. Wu-Teng Clen cleanse.

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