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•30 May 2019
i don't rite down thoughts/ i just release the chains turn the key and drop the locks as Jaws drop from the shocks/shoot through ya frame and synge the socks/soaked,,on dry docks/ good girl bad once she tried cock/ easy money do why stop/giving head in the rockies that's a high top/ since u at r edge heres a nudge why not might be blood but not my rock/ family is more than DNA a common name u or i got/ im the mechanic, the mic is my tool and the booth is my shop/ where I'm King and as a kindess try not/to get outta line when the only law is based on my mood outcome is anything but a fine thought/ knife enters ur ear makein use of the blind spot/trust the first corpse is thw hardest then it's the imagination that goes beyond body parts in a pine box/then it's becomes the art of how to design plots/which no one knows about/ a routine night becomes a nightmare Chinese torture with hot metal though ya face so you can't close ya mouth/ and we just begun i go so the way some no holding out/but you'll try as much as possible before ur body just gives up and it's itself from having to go without any type of nourishment so you can have just a taste of what you believed humane when you controlled the route/
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i don't rite down thoughts/ i just release the chains turn the key and drop the locks as Jaws drop from the shocks/shoot through ya frame and synge the socks/soaked,,on dry docks/ good girl bad once she tried cock/ easy money do why stop/giving head in the rockies that's a high top/ since u at r edge heres a nudge why not might be blood but not my rock/ family is more than DNA a common name u or i got/ im the mechanic, the mic is my tool and the booth is my shop/ where I'm King and as a kindess try not/to get outta line when the only law is based on my mood outcome is anything but a fine thought/ knife enters ur ear makein use of the blind spot/trust the first corpse is thw hardest then it's the imagination that goes beyond body parts in a pine box/then it's becomes the art of how to design plots/which no one knows about/ a routine night becomes a nightmare Chinese torture with hot metal though ya face so you can't close ya mouth/ and we just begun i go so the way some no holding out/but you'll try as much as possible before ur body just gives up and it's itself from having to go without any type of nourishment so you can have just a taste of what you believed humane when you controlled the route/
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