im spelling this mercifully. sentences blurred when i speak bend this shit cursive-aly. beckham kid.. curvin the speech. check me in the avenues, texting really has a new presence in the afternoon. especially when i've had a few.. i'm resting cause my attitude is that i need a little sleep. but even in my dreams i just keep this sick regime. im equally to blame for the randomness that occurs, but im equally to blame for the rap thats sick in this verse. Patrick isnt a jerk, infact that adjective is absurd when describing me brother. rather it is a word for describing the others. im rhyming these suckers like it was butter on razors bitch. try with me, utterly fucked in the a's you'll get. haha
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My syllable count approximately a billion, bounce. You cannot compete.
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