the real desire
the contra man
the contrast fiction
and the man and can grunt too
picked that
the scenario aspired how many times
have you ever seen
percussion and the pretty precious lots of tea
frosty can too divest in dirty pot man too
many dumb visions of cruel
hold under ride residual
it's okay I ain't that rap beast anyway
situating on deprivation
prelude with all initiation
never probably dull with continued sea
example of
awwww hell
the venomous snake slithers
oh what beauty you son of a serpent
coiled stikes
sinking his fangs
injecting his poison
to the belly of the rabid rat
that would of bit you yesterday
i writer
fantasy misor
high blinder
fly on a wing and a prayer-uh
you're a liar and a dope
my parody
the warm cloaks in the crimson sun
screams a Salude!
I see men sidewalk slam stab