My brain hurts

Mutilate · 03-25-2015, 08:40 PM

I ain't grow up in the hood, so what i lived in the suburbs
I still know some people that get it poppin over one word
To say my life can't be hard cause of color that's absurd
I was hangin with dudes who wasn't actin they put action to the verbs
Word.
So nah I ain't black, but that don't mean I haven't seen shit
You ever been, road tripping with ya day 1 to pick up 3 zips
Living in a nightmare, tryna get a mean grip
All you had to do was serve the trees to make a clean flip.
Day before my graduation, I was in a cell waitin
For the bail money to come, boy I had to be patient
My momma prayed for me daily, begging God to come save me
While I'm conversatin with satan popping pills so he could take me
You mother fuckers ain't me, I know alotta yall hate me
Cause I speak it how I feel boy, you'd think I'm pinocio the way I keep it real boy
Riding round in the jimmy with the steel boy
Robbed a bummy lame for an ounce money and some pills boy
Chucked his phone out the window as I was whippin the wheel boy
I kill boys, either physical or lyrical combat
You'll get folded quick with loaded clips If you fear it then fall back
Aw snap, I'm going in exploding then holding in all the potent shit floatin across the ocean it's over with missiles come off the shoulders, hip
Feeling like you got boulder hit
Pistols come out the holster quick
Gimme all that you holdin bitch
Cause I'm the grand master with plans of disaster
Spitting faster till the dam fractures
And starts bending man backwards

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You can't see me, I'm out your optical reach
Digging toes in the sand as I flop on the beach
Do you not understand? No comprehend no capeesh?
I'm getting topped by a freak who only rocks Jordan socks & the sneaks
Punches land to knock out your teeth I rocket your eye socket for eyeing MY wallet imma beast, haven't reached the top of my peak
I can't stop I'm unique you can go kick rocks with your feet
Or play hop scotch in the street
Ya beetch

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The grand dragon with pants saggin, got my #wcw in the back of the van gaggin blasting Eric Clapton
Take the gag out her mouth then stuff my dick in it
I'm twisted shit, fill her mouth before she could stut-stut-stutter a sen-ta-nence
Wicked bitch. Always knew she was into this
I drill and twist, my little prick, hoping no one hears the struggle
The vans parked beside a tiny drive, perfect place for me to hide
Take it out, replace an open mouth with a muzzle
Back to eating Cheetos and watching cheap shows, look out the window seeing kids shoot some free throws
Thinking about how to end this girl, she's finito

03-25-2015, 08:40 PM	#1
Mutilate Detained Join Date: Mar 2015 Posts: 234 Battle Record: 2-3 Rep Power: 0	My brain hurts I ain't grow up in the hood, so what i lived in the suburbs I still know some people that get it poppin over one word To say my life can't be hard cause of color that's absurd I was hangin with dudes who wasn't actin they put action to the verbs Word. So nah I ain't black, but that don't mean I haven't seen shit You ever been, road tripping with ya day 1 to pick up 3 zips Living in a nightmare, tryna get a mean grip All you had to do was serve the trees to make a clean flip. Day before my graduation, I was in a cell waitin For the bail money to come, boy I had to be patient My momma prayed for me daily, begging God to come save me While I'm conversatin with satan popping pills so he could take me You mother fuckers ain't me, I know alotta yall hate me Cause I speak it how I feel boy, you'd think I'm pinocio the way I keep it real boy Riding round in the jimmy with the steel boy Robbed a bummy lame for an ounce money and some pills boy Chucked his phone out the window as I was whippin the wheel boy I kill boys, either physical or lyrical combat You'll get folded quick with loaded clips If you fear it then fall back Aw snap, I'm going in exploding then holding in all the potent shit floatin across the ocean it's over with missiles come off the shoulders, hip Feeling like you got boulder hit Pistols come out the holster quick Gimme all that you holdin bitch Cause I'm the grand master with plans of disaster Spitting faster till the dam fractures And starts bending man backwards ... ... You can't see me, I'm out your optical reach Digging toes in the sand as I flop on the beach Do you not understand? No comprehend no capeesh? I'm getting topped by a freak who only rocks Jordan socks & the sneaks Punches land to knock out your teeth I rocket your eye socket for eyeing MY wallet imma beast, haven't reached the top of my peak I can't stop I'm unique you can go kick rocks with your feet Or play hop scotch in the street Ya beetch ... ... The grand dragon with pants saggin, got my #wcw in the back of the van gaggin blasting Eric Clapton Take the gag out her mouth then stuff my dick in it I'm twisted shit, fill her mouth before she could stut-stut-stutter a sen-ta-nence Wicked bitch. Always knew she was into this I drill and twist, my little prick, hoping no one hears the struggle The vans parked beside a tiny drive, perfect place for me to hide Take it out, replace an open mouth with a muzzle Back to eating Cheetos and watching cheap shows, look out the window seeing kids shoot some free throws Thinking about how to end this girl, she's finito