Buried Kings
Buried Kings
-Seeing L's
*No show from writers challenge league, the task was using C/L words. Some feed would be dope.
Crowds lay cowarding lowly in a
Cavern thats loaded, cold and captured cronies, lasting lonely
Clouds of locust crashing loudly
Cannot lie, this camp is lousy
See, the captures cast our county
Laughing loudly like a lycans lung
Cause we can't allow the cramped allowance...
On the cust of lust to covet love
The crumbs will lump, the crutch is luck
It leaves them centered in the heat we beckon like Cerberus leverage
Till their creedence lessens from cerebral hemorrhages
A scenic lesion crevice it's the least complex of lethal lessons
Wet the lips of lean contestants, lead them off the lemmings cliff
Till each their heads have Easter presents
Sending them a luscious gift
I'll bust you bitches leave you cunts equipped with Hush's lisp
And cuff you with a cup of lyrics, I can see you cats are basic
Since my cataracts are cracked and laced with Classics lasiks
Cannot tame a man as wavy as the Krakens massive lake is
When theres frantic sailors that are straying from a mast thats breaking
Trying to patch the sails but can't since lately
I can't chance the patience taken just to crack the layers
That's a statement, crazy how I lap you haters
Cause I have to cater to each fad
And play along to trap your brains and leave you with a lasting crater
Be a candid caper, live below the land my hands created
Damn I hate them, catch and cage them
Latch and stay, attack to grow, outlast them like a cancer agent
Cast away, a lord, no crown, is lowered, landin back in caves
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