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Join Date: Jul 2014
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I'm the power behind Burning like the Sun
Push a dagger in your spine Bones if you Run Having more than Fun with a Nun here to rip a soul Till you're beneath the dirt with Shit in Coal winning endless battles after subliminals make you halt without Throwing a Pun to strip you of all for Touching the torches cook you till you're blacker than tar then devour you instead heat you up in a Furnace like Bun Bullet your Tun if you put a Mullet in Jun the goon drown you in a Pool in Cancun and Heal with an evil Rune leave you just like the one that wonders what can Crippled so Soon Caz I thought you were leading the crews but looks like Your just a Simplistic Buffoon That couldn't recognize when it is now Drifting to Ruins Putting Bib on the Loons that won't shine enough to make us write a liric so vivid you'll Think it's Cartoons, These bars leave you on the way getting Clipped with Harpoons making you Shrink in Typhoons for being a dangling Balloon in the Moon bursting itself into little pieces in Fumes or be blunt and use your Carcass to Feed Raccoons That Satanically arise on a fifth before you escape to be like Jews that get you Freed by the Junes, Rap is not in words boy so I'm something that possessess your gene pool sonar combined like telekinetic frequencies and a new voice that Live in the Tunes Believe in the Clues I'm a Demon that Cures Your lousy desires that make you fall under till you below doors with some Shitty cues Kissing my Shoes if you fail to set sail inside or Give an Excuse around you'll be not on the Evening News You're getting the hang like a Judas with your blood spilled in that potion you discretely use When they soak you better than a gama naked cruise Leaving you bruised and abused more than that Milk in the Muse, Against me you simply just loose like I'm shielding and rebuilding the rules, king you're Fit to be Goose in belly of truce and Sealed with a Noose damaged internally cause every Hit is Profuse enough to leave you amused and dearly awaiting to see if the fallen Spirits will Fuse, Watch my Feet Introduce a long one if you Beating a Bruce I'm ailing this alienated Chicken with Screws caz there is no such thing as Feeling Obtuse |
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