Saturday, November 22, 2014

WHAT'S IN YOUR FIREBALL CAN???

THEY CAN SEND IN A CONVOY WITH A 10,000 STRONG ARMY, STRAPPED WITH GRENADES AND MISSILES AND WHAT EVER ELSE THEY THINK THEY NEED THAT COULD HARM ME... OR THEY ASS COULD USE VAPORS AND LIQUID LIE PLANTED INJECTIONS, BREAK DOWN THIS FORCEFIELD IT STILL WON'T GIVE EM ENOUGH FEDERAL PROTECTION>TO STOP ALL WHAT'S GOING ON OVER IN THIS HERE MENTAL, I DON'T CONFORM OR RELINQUISH MY PEN OR MY MUTHAFUKIN PENCIL... I'M AT THE TOP OF MY GAME WHEN I ENTER ON THE COURT, FREESTYLE WITH MY EYES CLOSE LIKE THE DAILY COLBERT REPORT... LIVE AND IN LIVING COLOR THERE IS NO BLACK AND WHITE, I'M THE POT OF GOLD AT THE END OF A RAINBOW ON A CLEAR SUMMER NIGHT... MY THERMOMETER REACHES TEMPERATURES THAT'S HOTTER THAN THE CORE AT THE CENTER OF THE EARTH, I'M THAT FLAWLESS DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH SO I CAN'T HELP BUT EMERGE~I SPLURGE, WHEN I FEEL THE NEED TO SLAY A MUTHAFUKA THEN I PURGE... I WEAR COAT TAILS LIKE PETER COTTON WHEN HE WAS LONG FORGOTTEN, NUMB THESE MICROZOIDS UP LIKE DOSES OF OXY COTTON.. NO BOTTOM OF THE BARREL I LEAVE IT TO THE CRABS, I LIKE THAT RECORD KUNG FU FIGHTING CAUSE IT LET ME FLEX ALL MY JABS~I'M THE SORE WITHOUT ALL THE UGLY SCABS... MILK CRATE MISSING WITH NO DATE OF BIRTH, I'LL HAVE EM' UP ON A BILLBOARD AIR BORN ONLY FLYIN' HEAD FIRST...

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