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>in a world full of politics and childishness, foul shit piling
>quick, where mamas' split

this urban blog is nastier than hog spit
raw unfed dog shit, the bark is not the problem..

the gait is ominous, oxygen and optimists
a pot to piss in larger than a hippopotamus
octopussies hoed wit bullets from double-O
trouble notions shoot solo to view in the Hubble scope
pope and dummies spoke and fumbled the troubled oath
drum broke so we thumped on the stump of an Oak
hopin the hit they bumped on The Beat was a hoax
talent is token, hate to say, gates to the floods open
balance is both the Oh's and amount of ya blood soakin
soldiers my standards is static its stamina in my quotient
Over the Atlantic in Atlantis I got fans beneath the ocean...