THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[e11even]

Originally Posted by Vividlyvague

"What of it, mate?" Exclaiming proudly, awaiting his take...
Guns in my face, stuck as fly pape, only way is down, as this life's skyscraped.
Wallet on my desk at work. Stash in my bike. Bike in my driveway.
Driveway in another town... "Hurry up monkey! Time's my money! It's Friday!"
...

I muster the moxy by proxy of no option,
"I ain't got that shit... and if ya'll pop me, there's no profit!"
Deep in thought, he fiddles his kurambit.
"Take me to it, you bloody liar!" Knife to my esophagus,
"If you cross me, that whore you lie with
Will be but a spent memory in a coffin!"
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