I just came to have a lil fun with ‘em … I promise I won’t hurt ‘em
Bone crusher … into ashes … must I bust asses …after the asterisk … *son here’s a seat put ya ass in … murder in the 4th degree …by decree … with my credentials blasting … my enemies … cause my crowned wisdom proceeds me … for free … ass tapped by the boots with the tree … place him under the sycamore … spitting raw… maxing with a lemon tea … sweeeeetttt … Don Bluffman .. Off the cuff and … ruff nuggas up for spilling … when the really could just shut up …
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My murderous venomous verbals pugilisticly …punishing silly spittin simpletons to the scored sound tracks of singleton … mangle men …ol earth shatter …. Hurst curtain them … on a ride ..thru they city for the last time … held by six of their friends with their eyes crying … baby moma’s will call to the sky .... "why mines?" … at ya rap casket giggling on the inside… so come try!
1. "RE: His Royal Highness / Try Ya hand " In response to Reply # 0
mangled men and mangled plays player like slayer on Dr. Mengele an angel of death with every angle of breath hang of the dangle of my breadth to get on top of things kids need water wings cause they way out of their depth... depth... depth....
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No question they saw us dust off avalanches snap family branches executive stances became replenished assailants endless are talents of those we here call pro's but the industries froze like a glitch with glittered pose, glamour Poes edgar allen, dangling feet off at the bridge so we can sign our names as big as the pyramids true indeed