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Post by Eye Deal on Jan 29, 2008 21:27:27 GMT -5
Mentality switches, Everyone’s thinking I have a sickness As it persisted… I’m convinced it’s them that’s been bad for business but after resistance, I understand that these graphic dimensions Within my system are reaching for an exit I have to give them Perverted in thought….. My name says it all… it’s served as its plot But burning in spots.. To hot to control the rage emerged from a cock Does that mean I have gonorrhea with a brain that’s diseased Should I be quarantined and put on a plane to Belize The answer is yes… To be honest, I’m not candid with deaths I like to stamp on their heads watching the canvass turn red I’m usually nice… then an idiot will fuel me to fight but instead of doing what’s right I’m choosing who’s losing their lives Never by shooting supplies I don’t need a tool or device Just a rotten desire to drop some fire Right through your two eyes Elevation can be cool, but when added with turbulence I’m liable to go bad, Turn to a savage that’s murderous
Savage Mode..
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Post by wowposter on Nov 2, 2008 2:05:51 GMT -5
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