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The all sick flow-er like fallopian tubes
The long stick grower like Pinocchio do I drop scripts bolder than the fonts in the news That ya’ll trip over like ya poppin some shrooms Yes I’m talkin to you, this incredibly simple Never Doctor the truth, I ain’t Gregory Chrystal The melody grips you as my rhythms commence And allegedly sick dudes consider it fresh The king of this text shit, sick as asbestos But you kiddies expect it, so it didn’t get credit Got meticulous methods, and continuous edits And I’m bringin the heaviest lyrical evidence Mineral sediments is how much you rockin Ain’t enough considerable elements to drown out ya talkin So count down the coffins, cause rappers get snuffed Just bow wow, ya dogshit is crackin me up I been absent a second but I'm back with a vengeance, with immaculate texting, and still the most massive of testes...bro. I'm actually defly dope, just casually wetting flows, while I'm gradually getting stoned, magically...head explodes! Better cancel the wedding pose because i done had every sexy ho, scantily clad and just getting boned on my mattress during the matri's and monial's. the master of ceremonies, master of Sarah moaning, commanding her pheromones until she badly needs serotonin. *fucked'er brains out* The best rapper in the territory... cause fuck the states rout. American Horror Story when I come from way south. I'm an arrogant very horny fuckin James Brown, on some various very hypnotic funky train sound.. haha. Wrote the first part, and basically keyed the second part for a cypher
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