rhythm practice #2

if you do not open the door then Ill have to climb up to the canopy jump off the top and land on your balcony. creep in and check out my cut in your vanity. wake up you fool rub your eyes like you think its a fantasy. I never planned to be slick with the words I'll never plead for insanity I'll love your bitch for her curves oh what a calamity. I'll take a shot to the head like im kennedy. I'll Fuck your bitch til she counts to infinty. shinning off to the top like my name is mister clean. knock your ass out like im butterbean. im on top of the earth. bitch you heard. I'm killing and spilling and ripping and tearing until my voice has been heard. im knocking them off one by one trying to lighten the herd. bitch you heard. x2