Rhymes and ammo Crimes done in camou - flage Not Married With Children, but I roll a Dodge Them verbal shots get lodged straight out the garage I got you in my sights and No it's not a mirage Peace God... You comin at my wit your tone in falsetto I'm on one...Lookin for a young thang in black heels, preferably Stiletto's Just so she can take my pumps while standin in her pumps I call em' twins What the fuck are Humps?? Bring them rubber thangs just in case Tonight Im goin way past 3rd base Crack the safe Yea it's comin Brace yourself All night runnin So... Pace yourself Lingerie on Lace yourself My net wealth increases In inches not pieces Sign the leases On the dotted line My name she'll call out When the fertile fluid releases
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
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