Lord z
Lord z

well come nigga

well come nigga

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2 months ago

who am i what is my history ive been confused ever since my childhood and i was forever living in misery lost ever since that first liquor store robbery wen i was twelve the case of the drunken kids night owl mystery now my criminal street mentality has me committing violent disturbing assaults on my counter parts the enemy if these police detectives had there way id b locked up n counting down ay century locked up in a box i was by myself on the streets selling drugs i was on my own counting my wealth in dark times ive become reclusive n friends setting me up even family is bad for my health it has made me paranoid n created it feels an alter reality these days im often found fried clutching a weapon on a bed of knifes were did i go wrong i guess i decided to serve the fiend n ruin young lives made husbands treat wives disgustingly n i was the one who supplied the chemical that was the monster in there minds wen portal dives the entity through drug addiction controls n guides but i guess only the strong survives the good die young last time i committed suicide i survived n hung was cut down n saved by the gods of the night all my life ive been brainwashed n i was a citizen of divide obey submit sleep they live the rival inside they become a story a myth a conspiracy stealing childrens lives n inside taking over the hive of our ancestory n wiping out our history rewind and rewrite in the darkness the shadows of the night i am faster then light thats y i live in darkness so the lost can see me shine n follow the light what happens in the darknesss will always come to light

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23 days ago

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2 months ago

who am i what is my history ive been confused ever since my childhood and i was forever living in misery lost ever since that first liquor store robbery wen i was twelve the case of the drunken kids night owl mystery now my criminal street mentality has me committing violent disturbing assaults on my counter parts the enemy if these police detectives had there way id b locked up n counting down ay century locked up in a box i was by myself on the streets selling drugs i was on my own counting my wealth in dark times ive become reclusive n friends setting me up even family is bad for my health it has made me paranoid n created it feels an alter reality these days im often found fried clutching a weapon on a bed of knifes were did i go wrong i guess i decided to serve the fiend n ruin young lives made husbands treat wives disgustingly n i was the one who supplied the chemical that was the monster in there minds wen portal dives the entity through drug addiction controls n guides but i guess only the strong survives the good die young last time i committed suicide i survived n hung was cut down n saved by the gods of the night all my life ive been brainwashed n i was a citizen of divide obey submit sleep they live the rival inside they become a story a myth a conspiracy stealing childrens lives n inside taking over the hive of our ancestory n wiping out our history rewind and rewrite in the darkness the shadows of the night i am faster then light thats y i live in darkness so the lost can see me shine n follow the light what happens in the darknesss will always come to light

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