pursued that goal, day n night he never lost th will to write, his big breaks overdue
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pursued that goal, day n night he never lost th will to write, his big breaks overdue
flashing lights in the blue guns drawn ...another move with the pawn
TEKILLA sunrise til the red dawn representing the truest form of self since 77' and beyond..
Boldly goin where not man has travelled/
I seek the truth an the truth I unraveled/
the hights of maountains blocking the path i have tackeld//
the highest peack wit fleets carring cannons i have battled//
War battles leave villages torn and shackled, faculty's infecting pupils, now tell me who's the tattle?
Rattled from da blast still inside my head/ stories told from unknowns who's limbs were torned /and left for dead, enough said
I visualize ur statment an I can't help but laugh/
Cuz only things u kill is ur GI Joes from mental Blasts/
The hieght of my insight is enough to excite.. Even the Butchiest of Dikes...
dawn of the dead livin apocolyptic
you rhyme hard like u was a limpdick
No Escape Go To War Like The States Wit Kuwait
The reflecting moon ..is my lyrical monsoon
breaking these twigs ..is like splitting these wigs...
must i repeat this...rip you like a fetus.....
damn son believe this.....
straight from the womb... into the tomb...