Lowkey Baphomet Rhymes
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•5 months ago
fell in love with myself, i'm lovin myself, got a glove and a belt, im a top to hell with the wealth, im movin in stealth, invisible bitch im a thot and im feelin myself, watchin reels of myself, eat a meal with myself, on god en garde yesterday, a guard came to say, your going to fast, stop speedin i caught you on clock greetin, the cryin wont stop im high on supply, im hot sly and i fly like a cop terrific day for spock trek in my creps, i walk like a dog on a leash, spit like im appealin to niche spit like a meal for a beast call mr beast, tell him i feast on bitches like him for breakfast i wreck men with an erection i reckon i am the best one out if my village, viking, i pillage all of your women amd all your crops your running low on stock, delivery comin, i found myself hummin a tune in noon before i forgot like baby to cot, you are a baba. you wont last, you are my dada, no outkast hit em with hey ya, i am odd i front a forecast predict my future, know it wont suit ya feelin my glutes, and a bitch on the flute my god sounding so odd
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fell in love with myself, i'm lovin myself, got a glove and a belt, im a top to hell with the wealth, im movin in stealth, invisible bitch im a thot and im feelin myself, watchin reels of myself, eat a meal with myself, on god en garde yesterday, a guard came to say, your going to fast, stop speedin i caught you on clock greetin, the cryin wont stop im high on supply, im hot sly and i fly like a cop terrific day for spock trek in my creps, i walk like a dog on a leash, spit like im appealin to niche spit like a meal for a beast call mr beast, tell him i feast on bitches like him for breakfast i wreck men with an erection i reckon i am the best one out if my village, viking, i pillage all of your women amd all your crops your running low on stock, delivery comin, i found myself hummin a tune in noon before i forgot like baby to cot, you are a baba. you wont last, you are my dada, no outkast hit em with hey ya, i am odd i front a forecast predict my future, know it wont suit ya feelin my glutes, and a bitch on the flute my god sounding so odd
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