VERITAS vs. BAGS - VOID
 

for the honor of all those you hurt in the video mag. shout out to James Flores.

12 lines due Sunday by midnight.

I will spit first.

V is your ultimate Nemesis, I force feed ya seed Ricin,
And it’s ironic that you aint got punches while having the gap-teeth of Mike Tyson
Punch out ya soul, know your role, cum dumpster smashed remorseless
Anthony your face has open sores amidst the pores of the Saurus
You sweaty drunk, sounding like one of Jim Henson’s Muppets
Empty apartment, life lonely like “How did they see me? Turd Nuggets!”
Any chick you pull? What does hacksaw Jim Duggan say?
Lame-ass clown, why does your apartment look like where the Golden Girls stay?
You have to speak for a living, so no wonder you’re a literal failure
If only you had gotten your G.E.D. maybe you could’ve tried manual labor?
Lastly, let me rip your soul out with the fact of the matter supremely true
You are ugly on the outside, worse on the inside, and want others to feel the same as you do.

grow up bitch. call me.