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2 Peter 2:12
King James Version
“But these, as natural brute beasts, made to be taken and destroyed, speak evil of the things that they understand not; and shall utterly perish in their own corruption;”

Ok so first off:
What’s the key to unlock these over twenty years of riddles?
These verses are: your curses are worthless spittles.

Now then:

Who can stand face to face with me?
I eradicate gracefully.
I decimate tastefully.
I resonate. Basically.
The feds have been chasing me
Since before their freemasonry
So the shit you can say to me
Is never amazing me.

Now let’s lose you:

mene mene tekel upharsin
I bet it’s exhaustive to live in that coffin
Leave you lost in anxious caution
Nina Ross with seasoned saucing
Is that V flossing?
Naw.
Tossing your flaws all in front of your face: cheap plaster
You’re a wack disgrace that only runs in place: peep hamster
So why strive to surpass that? Oh yeah, the matrix is the Nasdaq.
In other words: I AM TELLING YOU THAT YOU HAVE TO GET OVER IT.
Oh so Crypto, they are literally building your death cave. Sober shit.
See it’s a crypt though, did you miss it? If not, great. If so, how many others?
Your ignorance smothers your blunders.
Just like all of the others.

In conclusion:

You must be psychologically strong enough to starve to death in the forest alone.
That’s a lot of syllables of your future intervals carved in one breath warped and flown.

The nation that forgets GOD will be turned to hell. And still yet, you rebel?
Begin at the beginning, you are brute beast down to every last cell.

Bonus:

Lol, trolling you because I know that you hate this.
I can hit back, you just ain’t ready for space trips.
Wheels within wheels perfect measurement in rotation
Your world operates in deficit, your excrement is no revelation.
Your souls are satan
Your hoes are flagrant
Your goals are vacant
Those coals are baking
These codes are breaking
You don’t suppose you’re relating?
Well I’m talking to you
As if you didn’t have a clue:

VERITAS BEYOND THE NEXUS WITH A TRANQUIL DISSECTION.
i show gratitude with a thankful erection that you can hop on.
You the type to lose the fight then be the reason that the cops called.

Coward. No heart empty chested demons.
You must’ve wanted attention like arrested development seasons
My rhymes are a perfect ten a see did you catch that?
Jesus is the prince of peace and always wins. Sins? Scratch that.
But you beasts can’t humble yourselves.
Can’t even rumble with elves
And want stock on these shelves?
You’re mockery.
It smells.
Stinks.
Blinks.
And it’s gone.