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Join Date: Jun 2013
Posts: 523
Battle Record: 12-12=4
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start with a fresh frame flameing thought materialize on the next plane
walk threw existence express lanes remain different on my best days picture this a lens flare metor showers dry up my wet hair fly threw the next sphere third sun comin closer days is loca when you play draculas game you learn cobra brains are colder hopelessness pollutes greasy shit with empty carbs souless food kid no wonder why you don't get a extra charge the food is eating you i maybe cheap but i buy bulk extra large slow down time make the stars fly slow closed out minds make it easy for ghost to hide smoke arrives close your eyes and float too much pictures in your mind to cope with a harddrive not built to sort em in folders my auras a bonus for bordem light spectrum 7 up forewarning ready for war in forms of combat never seen since we became swamp rats keep the secrets guarded but the doors are open perceptive keys cause the cross to bear is heavy im a G already thought you could dead me feeding me that beef spaghetti with the sauce i breed them stars cause there seeds are plenty that's what you need to bury your sketchy hiding your heavy gun my stare is deadly fun i see deeper then your bearings spun creepier then hearing your parents cum big bang thats why you here to hear it sung im a true ninja drink the waters that flowed threw winter danger doesn't exist when fear is distant in a instant it's all wiped out i know what the hypes bout before the birds had to fly south the seasons changed and your density got to heavy to keep the flies out souls fall like herbs dry out season your meat cause you cant take the raw and seem to bleed visual strings when taste buds talk ill chef that real crack for you the one that makes the ancients walk among'st those who charmed satans thoughts I danced with the devil below the volcanic caves of lost saints no more good haze on broadway the planet changed its course to the next sun learn to walk over the dead ones don't eat the pigs they got demons in em cute but feral beast roots they out to dig the fruits that feed grass is greener on this side bullshit just bears some fungus that thinks you might need a shrink after these bars im sure you'll forget em after you blink Last edited by brokenhal0; 04-22-2014 at 05:29 AM. |
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