12-12-2013, 01:34 AM | #721 |
nok Su kow
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Where the stars skip...I rip a sheet of sky in half. A piece of pie, perhaps? A leech inside a gash. No. Release your mind, relax. Freeze the time, a SNAP! Cracka fuck off-fuckafucka. Rub a dub dub dub get a rub tug from some slut hoe tug boat ducks yo cuthoat rusko I must roll
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12-12-2013, 03:24 AM | #722 |
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Fuck yo ducked rows, musk flow, slums know gums go dumb, headshots become slum's drumroll.
Numyoho renge kiyo, ho. No flow mo' denge'd up so come slow, gun dumps cum loads til lungs poked. Dish of the pro's show: sum dum ho casserole, yo.
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12-12-2013, 03:59 AM | #723 |
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I'll fucking murder you, show up at your funeral...
& start speaking in tongues at the preachers and nuns till they start screeching and run then reach for my guns and unleash more heat then the sun! they heathens and scum when i breathe in, ya done. See, air seethes in my lungs and released from my gums... blue flames, that can either freeze or be flung. I'll feast on the young and deceased cuz its fun Ancients speak on me as the one, I'm as elite as they come, a fucking beast wit the puns that will leave you speechless and stunned, beaten then hung for ever thinking i could ever fucking be defeated, you dumb? |
12-12-2013, 09:18 AM | #724 |
nok Su kow
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I spit w/a medium's tongue. Write w/Wolverine blades
Pull a three way, while getting head like guillotine fades Watch the coldest speech blaze w/solar heat waves I stole ya cheese cake, eyes ain't closed in weeks. Raped The soul of dj's, trying to get Dull to free base this moldy dreamscape Molten beams spray til your soldiers need shade The odor stinks when cobra's teeth glaze, this ain't dope, it's ea-say Look at all the lovely poison we made I wanna feel my endorphins bleed lakes Portland reeks, great..whenever I'm tortured, she plays
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12-12-2013, 11:08 PM | #725 |
nok Su kow
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I like to pull barbed wire out teh peehole
Me so horny.. Care to loosen the skull jar? Pole scars cover the stripper. Oh yeah? Welllllll, your mother's a stripper. I wish I wasn't a drifter I wish I could fist a couple of grifters Fucking summon elixers, rather donkey punch her than pinch her
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12-13-2013, 12:40 AM | #726 |
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Im the social anti-lifer stooping idiot's cyphers.
Nihilist writer sparking chemo in cancers. Ruthless and ring shots like answers. Stabbing angels like devil dancers. Im crueler than auto's to lancers. Realer than ranters with lanterns. Banters I spits 'wit' it winnin get lit in it catch fire like I own a permit. Ya screamin im grinnin spinnin off the top while im spittin. |
12-13-2013, 01:56 AM | #727 |
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type is the silent dismissive, violent spurs,
try and defend against fist flicks like firelit bursts, rip through your system like a niacin purge- Sir Wisington First when I preach on adamantium drags. Xanies and crack. slampiece. burner is fancy and class. murdersmith, the verdana is furnished by sickle and watched by the scythe, turn up this concert gig ambience til youre awash in a tourniquet slice. D'gawdian nauseous, eleventy migs, melanin spikes, nervous is central of life- i live on the fifth, the elevator recites, the fader rewinds. balance just teeters, cruise to tonal confusion rained from the speakers
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12-13-2013, 01:02 PM | #728 |
nok Su kow
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Winds the last time you made umbrellas fold?
Area 151, I'm raping an alien's skull Deface yourself to bone. A frayed oh well, a loan I layed the trail to home of displaced & melted poems It's only a stage, I tell a phone. Remains. Stealth in pool Remain cellular..A rave in hell w/molten pages This cell can drool. They plague this thread, a spool Gave a fake address to school. Ever played w/death? It's cool
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12-13-2013, 01:17 PM | #729 |
living
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death isn't cool. it's a measure of you
the series is over. it's 7 to 2 no time to waste. there's expression to use meth to consume, wrecking-balls and debts to accrue let it be truth. the evidence defensiveness-proof tire tracks to temporize pedestrians shoe meta microchips and salsa. data-mining mexican food they'll murder your daughters. God bless America W00T
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12-15-2013, 02:42 AM | #730 |
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what the fuck is porcelain.
it's cold. mortician found the porn again. grandpa had a problem. mind your business or...get scorched. get poached and skinned. smoking on the porch. cross legged. the dog's hair is coarse. and thin. choke it to death. im a hatched god's egg seeing sunlight. for the first time! it blinded me. now i write...gunfights, to your rhymes. im typing on a piano, thinking i out wrote black. slanted, and enchanted. my spokes broke back and tripped my bicycle rear over front wheel. squeal like a cunt. heel. i'm quite busy. next excuse to postpone facts. chicken of the yolk. only ghosts know that. bllleah. im indigenous, indifferent. with my simpletons, so lifted.
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If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dreams Where immobil steel rims crack And the ditch in the back road stop Could you find me? |
12-16-2013, 07:37 PM | #731 |
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michelin-man maneuver through brazilian wax. this is the facts, they call me sitting bull barbiturate hand. idiosyncrasy stamped. living to laugh, crying at home. mystery van, shaggy's higher than stoned. it's like I'm riding alone.
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12-17-2013, 05:25 AM | #732 |
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The fighting is on
I'm sick of these enemies claiming supremacy against me. I'm just not seeing these emcees properly convince me. I'm unloading the dope schemes, I'm king of the flow ring. No cocky gawking man with his sloppy multi karate can body me I prefer somebody catapult and careem into a steeze Full steam flinging with the breeze, singing melodies Impailing the soul with a hella deep ocean of emotions Inner lotion or lubrication for the explosion of convulsions |
12-17-2013, 06:21 PM | #733 |
The Clown Prince
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Repulsing, disgusting and such, is writing something to rush
or just enough of the rush, can someone tell me..whatever it was I forgot my current date sent, an ATM along with a currensy statement I'm behind on payments, sitting in negativity with a backward face lift I hate it, but agree as long as you understand, we will make it
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12-18-2013, 04:11 AM | #734 |
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Surgically clumsy, but I'm still surgical bitch,
A sturgeon in this ocean of fits as I throw up metaphorical fins. Historical oracle, predicting your every forfeit- I win, As morbid as laughter at rigormortis as I border ur fence... A hoarder of limbs of different boaders I have cornered n' minced, with their whores in my porn corridors as I perform my attempts... At ensemination... orgasms til boardem signals obliteration... More instestine and spinal segment tapings draping my Veil of Sadists.
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12-19-2013, 05:32 AM | #736 | |
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So I harness it. An excuse farmers use for illegal harvest and cultivation. Bar none. Poker bars done. She squirms in frightful terror on bar one. Burned til the color has tarred some, then amputation-to-salt runs. I'm cooked but not done. A medicinal haze fills this dungeon of ours... Her mind's ventured to Mars. I undid the bra of this, now quadropalegic, and saw... What dedication exists in a living zombie needing to exist after it all. Fifth limb dislodged in her jaw. Tearing. A searing to the foundation of her mental, it's walls Peeling. I'm feeling like I'm appealing the laws. Like I'm above the flashlights you see in a mall. Like OJ is confessing to me like, "See? You agree with me, Dog?" I chuckle in triumph as the load is released. One reload and a squeeze and his bitch's limp whole is thrown in the sea. ...and I got away with it, ho. Behold, I alone am opposing your peace. Die... and when you do, may it be so holding disease.
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12-19-2013, 10:28 AM | #737 |
nok Su kow
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Look at my face. Am I damaged or what?
The pen's a million pounds & I can't pick it up Fuck cancer, it's sucks. Turns buds to phantoms & duds Dude grasping for straws, trying to capture his guts This camel is bunk. Fucking flatter than hump days Gaze at life in black & white? Is it all panda's & skunks? This is saddness, no funks. Im passive, abrupt. Leave out'a no where, This shits happens when love packs in too much And rips the bag of your lunch.
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12-19-2013, 11:08 AM | #738 |
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The captain of crunch. Fuck, I've been battered 'til numb.
Shattered to shrapnel. Scattered like dust over the matters of love. Shut the trust. Don't let her at it. We'll bust. Speak of myself like another so I don't have to see what happened. Enough. So much has past. Passing me up. Lives I never lived but had in my clutch. Laugh like I'm dumb and can't imagine what's done. Never have recapture what I can't grasp, so I shut my trap. I play happy. Passive and stuck. Half a dad. Half a son. Hole in my guts. Holding my nuts. Emboldened by fun. The type that's lonely and rusts your soul at the plugs. Get into it. Sift through this, it's supposed to be... supposed to be? Hush. Nothing's supposed be. Go on. Hold your rosary, nun. No amount of prayer ever spared me from cuts. |
12-20-2013, 10:50 AM | #739 |
nok Su kow
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I'm bout to carry the sun. Having fun? Carrie's begun
My demons always dare me to run. Overbearing as fuck.. I had it all & forgot to bury the crumbs. Shining shit but I ain't sharing the rum Read the other day that the air needs a thumb But I'm a downer, rounding life off for the midnight clowners The spins, twice found ya.
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12-22-2013, 05:11 AM | #740 |
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Movie screen. Beauty scene. Pious and perjury
Lies, trusts. Occurrences. Our eyes are the verdict. Peaceful plot point - an exposition swelling the flat line it’s a paradox! Walking death - posthumous prime-time inside this box. expression’s contorted in angles vivid views; digital clues dished - imprisoned by rainbow vicarious vice - living an all too lavish condition life of the fabulous. Imagine us of fat disposition! The music! The cash! Scripts written, story is known Now for some dialogue...before the greatest story is told Dialogue *insert dialogue here _________________________
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