named seyance cuz u talk small, it should be Rocky, cuz u do not ball
call it the last castle when I hit u with a red ford & bury u under a rock wall
I'm Daryl Dixon with a dereliction for impaling Christians
I'll send an arrow whistling through the air with friction if u fail to listen
I sling flames that singe lames, take quick aim with thick blades
that leave u bandaging up the back of ur neck like ving rhames
American psycho with a Harrington Rifle... it's not fair, but I'm liable
to put a pair of hollows through ur eyeballs just for starin at my girl
ur Bruce Wayne facing a juiced Bane when I let loose, mayne...its profound
cuz I was born into the dark... while you merely adopted it... no Sound
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