dead in typoon
Allen Nelson24 Plays
•04 Feb 2020
sweet leaf back at it yeah bad habbits cut throat son iwas raised as a savage plus i can move da whole package 1 whole rack and you scrubs sortta be slacking stackin im broke bihh idk what could have happened last thing i remember geekin hiding in the attic sniffin fish scale lines mike my boy dope hangin my neck to a nuse codien mixed wit the juice suside thought i firmly suduse ghost boi apart of this move pussy licker think i be cool swim wit the typhoon drift the wave surfs up my dude my hatred in pain to a pool along with a heart thats been used rose budd g was my own Leaf bound to get reckless wit cash im run it up the check list my body too loose from the crumble that i abuse and fire gas too that i consumeill Never give a clue primal likewilde apes from the zoo pipe made from bammboo good leaf stuck in a doomsday cartoon anarchist with a explosion of art self meducation i got a degree in the dark healer of pre extinction not like its was a pre meditation act on devilish thought re in visision yall thoughts of expectations and get ready for mutalation from dope bars i be splitting lo key to you girl i be soft like sum kittens but to any who stand in the way im sorry my demon is fire get burnd its a rutual tire razor blade tatt to remember my inspiration Ruby da charry suiside till my skeleton colaps rocks on the clock Ocean floor drown out oxegen i be a dead boy iv already rot a bit lay in my coffin as you swallow thus shit my mellow heart belongs To a bitch her name is the bag dolla sign my whole ciuqe rip peep you left us with out you why these girl be fuckin up i might gurss cardi bee told them just sell they love lil hoe u got no drugs my moms leftme on the streets wit out clue and i paint my own pictures of the lifes ambishin real lickis if its worth hittin stuck Like a sinner
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sweet leaf back at it yeah bad habbits cut throat son iwas raised as a savage plus i can move da whole package 1 whole rack and you scrubs sortta be slacking stackin im broke bihh idk what could have happened last thing i remember geekin hiding in the attic sniffin fish scale lines mike my boy dope hangin my neck to a nuse codien mixed wit the juice suside thought i firmly suduse ghost boi apart of this move pussy licker think i be cool swim wit the typhoon drift the wave surfs up my dude my hatred in pain to a pool along with a heart thats been used rose budd g was my own Leaf bound to get reckless wit cash im run it up the check list my body too loose from the crumble that i abuse and fire gas too that i consumeill Never give a clue primal likewilde apes from the zoo pipe made from bammboo good leaf stuck in a doomsday cartoon anarchist with a explosion of art self meducation i got a degree in the dark healer of pre extinction not like its was a pre meditation act on devilish thought re in visision yall thoughts of expectations and get ready for mutalation from dope bars i be splitting lo key to you girl i be soft like sum kittens but to any who stand in the way im sorry my demon is fire get burnd its a rutual tire razor blade tatt to remember my inspiration Ruby da charry suiside till my skeleton colaps rocks on the clock Ocean floor drown out oxegen i be a dead boy iv already rot a bit lay in my coffin as you swallow thus shit my mellow heart belongs To a bitch her name is the bag dolla sign my whole ciuqe rip peep you left us with out you why these girl be fuckin up i might gurss cardi bee told them just sell they love lil hoe u got no drugs my moms leftme on the streets wit out clue and i paint my own pictures of the lifes ambishin real lickis if its worth hittin stuck Like a sinner
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