But trust me I spark fatal... speak on a clown bringing beasts to the town to eat through em', wound up like you're in Sharknado...The King, like Clark Gable... Don't play with these faggots, you take a swing n' I'm bringing em' Monkey Bars... to your park table...

Word, they wanna roll weed, then proceed
to go for that higher drug, but a hit of this shit'll make em' OD
No kidding, no jokes, no writtens, no posts
from me is like having no potency in that roach, agreed?
Got it on locked down, so were freed...
So many locations for holding cheese, is like Ratatouille went overseas!
Skill sick, no disease... real thick... bones increase...
They can smell fear off of their flesh when the pheromones release
Cause they don't know a beast... but it's kick started...
Blood on the doors and whores with 666 markings...
Yeah... many amenities, but which market?
I'm going for the pitch, barking shit at retarded kids, sparking...
shit about shock value, just plugs for the outlets
Trying to get ("Reed" Dollaz), but can't stretch it, so it sounds Meek...
But the Richer(Richard) they get? they Storm with principle...
Sue'-in everybody in site, then go Invisible...
-Women is what they're like... don't wanna stay and fight...
playing like they're hot shots... until they're in Mourning(Morning), they gotta say GOODNIGHT!
But trust me I spark fatal... speak on a clown
bringing beasts to the town to eat through em', wound up like you're in Sharknado...
The King, like Clark Gable...
Don't play with these faggots, you take a swing
n' I'm bringing em' Monkey Bars...
to your park table... Iron, man... Stark cable...
jump start your heart with one shock, if you aren't able...
Ha... Marvel at the wizardry...
The shit I key, would make Harry Potter wanna visit me...
And you can Die Hard, if you're Living Free...
Life is like a game, motherfucker, I'm on the winning team!!!...
Got em' in a dream... nightmare is over...
Gee, I'm not your average Joe, but I can fight with a Cobra Commander!
Go toe to toe with the Lantern...
the arch nemesis... to space apart sentences with laser-dart emphasis!!!...
So play your part, and this is the end of your journey...
So much sentences, it's like I'm friends with attorneys...
But yeah, you're not a king... I'm plotting, bring your whole fam...
through and get em' blown in half; I call that Gustavo Fring!

Comments

So give me this ratchet, bitch. A prick, more than a Cactus is. I crack your ribs on the McDonald's Arches, so I can watch it split at several different axises.

LOL @ the dust around from the mushroom cloud crushing, wow! Fucking clown! Yeah, how does it feel to be under ground? (Huh?) Literally. You can't get rid of me. Every bit of D- N-A is like a relay of keys placed, for you to Freebase... on A destructive nature of touching paper. A victim of habit. Up in your head, cause he lives in the attic like Roger from American Dad, scribbling at is.. notebook.. with Rachel McAdams face on the cover... he's physically had it. Needs Zoloft to doze off. So his father keeps... given em' tablets.. He sits in the blackness, drawing pictures of catfish. Why? Cause he's miserable, and considerably tragic. If you look at him, his innards are like a miniature of sinister lashes. So give me this ratchet, bitch. A prick, more than a Cactus is. I crack your ribs on the McDonald's Arches, so I can watch it split at several different axises. I don't know what I'd do without this rapping shit, I'd probably h...

Give you parrots the cold... shoulder, wanna copy my talent? The trapeze artist so skillfully concocting the balance... I mean it's awkward, at how the kids come at me when they thought they can challenge... A beast who slaughters so regularly, a crew mops up his palace...

Time to yell, rhymes expel the kind of heat... That Satan couldn't handle in the furnace room, while he tried to sleep... I mean, venomous rage when this pen's engaged... penetration... his head's aching from all the fucked up medication... They'd never face em... why the fuck would they? Battle in hell... a pressure gauge of talent that's shattering wells... From a different planet, n' I must say that Saturn's swell.. I've had it, the smell ...of defeat in the cavern dwells.. I got an ego that needs to be popped, repeatedly... rock... your drive, I'm never parked, so why the fuck would I be in a lot? His stream of talent? well, it seems like a-lot... A genius, thought to be the next incarnation of Einstein with every line rhymed... It's my time, don't get clocked out... Fucking naked... baring my soul, it's apparent, I swallow arrogance whole... Give you parrots the cold... shoulder, wanna copy my talent? The trapeze ...

Tell Ebenezer Scrooge, if he seen these jewels? He'd faint, to the floor. I'm not quaint, see the face of your lord. Still writing pages on forums, n' gracing this board. Watch the impact break through the floor And completely shatter your foundations support.

Uh, fine cloth.... A superpower, if I ever combine my thoughts... From the punch dimension, like the Cyclops. You know the government's doing psy-ops... why not? When you can die, suicide, by Cop. Rodney King got beat in the street.... billy clubs... No way he could compete... He was walking around.... kind of shocked at it How... they warped his noggin like a flying saucer, 'cause wow It's a sight to see if you ever catch an "Officer" down... Nah, Officer up... you exercise your freedom of speech? You'll probably get jumped. Walk up to you with an overconfidence of a pompous Push your buttons, so they can watch you destruct... They're waiting for you to act up, you thespian you... However you do.... they're waiting on that combativeness to get you 'removed'. And I don't mean in the same way like you're obstructing a class I mean like an officer, punching through glass. Reaching his hand in your car window, n' leaving blood, on th...

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