killing time
im flipping off the edge filpping a middle finddle they trying to ticket like judge druge im already dead heres my head yea they all fled fly away like bitches with nothing to say living in the light but skys grey maybe i had something better to say say maybe im red naw im blu heres i clue let a god have something to sayy slaughter like i already been paid feed of love like hate people like me do t die we dont die people like me dont die churchs sessions all rise maybe too many iv drugs without raptors beside me maybe and honestly im my own kind maybe i really walked those streets bling and thought you were next to me with plates of beef starving with pallets to eat wolves yea we eat talk shit but miss me yea hate i feed leVe your body like steven kings mystery mystical illumination but get in your face fisacal talk shit about an mc till i start dissing you i loved talking but rhyme aside without all the nonsence making you sound better and a stuidioo im spread you on the wall like a 2 years old doo doo ill be in the other room conjuring vooodoo here heres the noose so many people with things to do slepp with your babys before i kill them og drip metal drilling so hot tip melting ok ill stop it for you call cops and shit ๐ช๐ฃ๐ฏ๐บ๐ฅถ๐คฏ๐ค๐ฉ
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