Originally Posted by
ChristO
...now, observe the dates of my entries, so there can be no debate
on some why-am-I-just-showing-up shit, there's no estate
I won't confiscate for my track meet, my race andale
relays now under way, no delay, stowaways towed away
throw your coast away to the tectonic and oceanic plates
a dream turns to a nightmare, the game's going to waste
the talent on display is of fallacio, the question is
whose dick and how many licks it take to get his deal
u talking to vs now, we've been guiding your ay' move
ever since the zoos, two thousand five, what's in your bedroom
a strap-on, some butt plugs, novels about homo-thug love
I'll make you what I want to make you for playing vs close, bruh
and take it how you gon' take it, your closet space taken
I'm not just saying or keying it, you fuckin' with satan, and you ain't him
he obeys me, dumb bitches' menstruations never fazed me
one death after the next until the pussy can't scathe me
bitches moving around like they don't owe me they life savings
lucifer cannot save them hoes, won't qualify as my maidens
rikiah my stable mate soldier's patient, learns my pages
knows that I'm committed to my work only, she's my work's wage then
I'm being caprice, be balls-deep in her shit-talker
things work out for me how an average man might forfeit
that's about my freedom papers, only I make the profit
so the female's psychology's mine now to admonish
you're only as strong as your weakest linc', don't even think
to short me, the connect, pussy best to be on-deck
bloods pressured, my reserection best to command respect
nine-eleven was it, so that's nine and eleven sixteenths
niggas ain't getting at a dollar until I gets my queens
I'm 5.00 per 0.01 [five per cent] already made money, and so is meena
come 20/20 it can't be stopped, them jews are in shock
they done got me chopped, my word is final, philly is my block
the world's white pop plotted on, off-whites' collars torn
from their hairlines, no headlines, just soft and warm quiet storms
the joke's on you jac', they ain't gotta' know the goings-on
all jamuca gotta' do is submit to ghengis khan...
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