Monday, November 10, 2014

BARZ...

BARZ....


I DON'T EVER PLAY WITH GUNS BUT I WILL MOLEST THE CLIP, STROKING IT'S SHAFT DELICATELY, WHILE THE CHAMBER OPENS UP HER LIPS... EYES WIDE SHUT AS THESE DREAMS BECOME LUCID, SMASHING ON THESE PERPETRATORS DOING MY STREET FIGHTER "HADOKEN"~WHEN I GET ANGRY I SPITS BACK FLUID~THINK YOU KNOW SOME SHIT ABOUT ME WELL THEN PROVE IT!!.... MY ANTHROPOLOGY OF SELF DOESN'T NEED ANY NEW COMMENTATORS, CAUSE I CAN EITHER FLAT LINE THE SITUATION OR DEVELOP ANOTHER FORM OF A DEFIBRILLATOR.... NOW BREATHE IN THE AIR I BE PUSHING OUT MY LUNGS, AND IF I LIKE WHAT I'M BREATHING BACK I'LL LET YOU KNOW IF IT'S STILL GOING ON... I AIN'T NEVER TRIPPING OVER NOTHING THAT DON'T CONCERN MY WELL BEING, AND I STAND POETICALLY CORRECT WHEN I SAY I STILL WRITE EVERYTHING I'M FUCKIN' SEEING...


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