Murajj Death Tomes (M.D.T)

How my Christmas went [off the crown apple]

Murajj Death Tomes (M.D.T)
How my Christmas went [off the crown apple]

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25 Dec 2018

Fuck a fat nigga its a black Christmas. I can feel they presents but they sacks missing. Packing holiday cheer inside some shells, bout to spread the joy hope all is well. You prolly thinking calm down yo, well the only thing I ever got was coal. Cant let it go, prolly why I'm cold. was born a scrooge you lil hoe hoe hoe. Bum ass breaking in my house bout to get a once of them 5.53 rounds soon as Santa touch down. All around the bullets ricochet ducking while I spray. Hear him pray to the lord when I caught him in his leg. There he lay bled but I know he ain't dead. So I took my 9 as it shined then put it to his head. Just before I pulled the trigger he comes Blitzen. Shit was odd cuz the others missing. At that moment I heard something hissing coming from the kitchen had my nerves twisting. He said Merry Christmas as I started dipping ducked behind a couch shit started flipping. Smoke everywhere cant see nothing. All I heard was "come on cousin" then some shots bustin just to hold me back "don't forget his bag where the sled at"? I peeked the 9 out my head stayed down, let off 5 shots then ran across the ground. Had to get my stash I need more rounds, and more guns. They don't want none. I got to my room and popped the lockbox grabbed my ash rock shells, whoopie off the shelf, 15 beam clean out the dresser. 1 frag left right next to it.

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6 years ago

good Bars: 6/10 Delivery: 7/10 Impression: 7/10

Fuck a fat nigga its a black Christmas. I can feel they presents but they sacks missing. Packing holiday cheer inside some shells, bout to spread the joy hope all is well. You prolly thinking calm down yo, well the only thing I ever got was coal. Cant let it go, prolly why I'm cold. was born a scrooge you lil hoe hoe hoe. Bum ass breaking in my house bout to get a once of them 5.53 rounds soon as Santa touch down. All around the bullets ricochet ducking while I spray. Hear him pray to the lord when I caught him in his leg. There he lay bled but I know he ain't dead. So I took my 9 as it shined then put it to his head. Just before I pulled the trigger he comes Blitzen. Shit was odd cuz the others missing. At that moment I heard something hissing coming from the kitchen had my nerves twisting. He said Merry Christmas as I started dipping ducked behind a couch shit started flipping. Smoke everywhere cant see nothing. All I heard was "come on cousin" then some shots bustin just to hold me back "don't forget his bag where the sled at"? I peeked the 9 out my head stayed down, let off 5 shots then ran across the ground. Had to get my stash I need more rounds, and more guns. They don't want none. I got to my room and popped the lockbox grabbed my ash rock shells, whoopie off the shelf, 15 beam clean out the dresser. 1 frag left right next to it.

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