Etiquette Rex
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•3 months ago
dark night. make way with haste thats as Great as the greats are that would be great man brave heart of hearts about to palpate all the way straight up out a chest strange bizzar come hard through the mouth to the flow bloomed graveyard Im in my decayed delicate ancient element frayed one love is just one love ive used some it's one love still to you all the same boyeee empty ghost in the shell and the hell of lord machine gun mc smoke the competition with a will inhale contort exhale or breathe some any old contradiction gets us to deal with discomfort as well as learn how things need to be done killing field omnipotent on the real where'd it come from all this power in my veins that bleeds out each time i feel the wheel while it's broken on the yearS eras from omniscient hourS passed by grains of Sand each counting lives i against i still holdin myself in tears terror on the lips of cowardS as frightened as i am of sounding like the fire whence i spilled is cold as ice in the chills if youths a fountain i think i found it drowning on a young mans outlook i need an outlet homie on one hand im up on the other i feel so down and out son the truth is out there don't speak on.my behalf im just a cat from way back around the motha fuckin way come
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dark night. make way with haste thats as Great as the greats are that would be great man brave heart of hearts about to palpate all the way straight up out a chest strange bizzar come hard through the mouth to the flow bloomed graveyard Im in my decayed delicate ancient element frayed one love is just one love ive used some it's one love still to you all the same boyeee empty ghost in the shell and the hell of lord machine gun mc smoke the competition with a will inhale contort exhale or breathe some any old contradiction gets us to deal with discomfort as well as learn how things need to be done killing field omnipotent on the real where'd it come from all this power in my veins that bleeds out each time i feel the wheel while it's broken on the yearS eras from omniscient hourS passed by grains of Sand each counting lives i against i still holdin myself in tears terror on the lips of cowardS as frightened as i am of sounding like the fire whence i spilled is cold as ice in the chills if youths a fountain i think i found it drowning on a young mans outlook i need an outlet homie on one hand im up on the other i feel so down and out son the truth is out there don't speak on.my behalf im just a cat from way back around the motha fuckin way come
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