loose leafs- fall's in my palms embalmed in a psalms where calms under qualms loose sleep.
noose streets- grew where if u hang u dead before bangs where gangs knew pangs before fats knew sweets. new definitions brought to 'kitchens' and wishin's a fool's premonition. such an ignition brought before exhibition can be devil's food in fixins. fret not, when excalibur is wielded by the worthy, the game's no longer played by wielders of jerseys. worlds realer look as if reeling, due to the viewer not feeling, thus the picture skews. fix ur views with no tubes while I prepare plates that make richter moves. Bitch, i'm Mr. New.
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