WHEN I SPILL SHIT OUT MY PEN IT'S A FOUNTAIN THAT COULD NEVER BE TAINTED,
I'M LIKE PRICELESS PICASSO ART WITH IMAGES JUST WAITING TO BE PAINTED...
I KEEP A CLEAN CANVAS DAILY SO NO DIRTY BRUSHES CAN FUCK UP THE FILTER,
I'M EMBEDDED WITH A GOLD RUSH CAUSE OTHER PLACES GETS BRONZE OR THAT SECOND PLACE SILVER...
I ALWAYS BITE THE BULLET AND THEN SPIT IT RIGHT BACK OUT, EMULSIFYING THEY SLUGGLISH THOUGHTS UNTILL THEY SALIVA DRIBBLE INSIDE BACK OUT...
I KNOW FOR A CERTAIN FACT THAT NONE OF THESE BITCHES KNOW ME~BUT I BET YOU ANY MOUNT OF MONEY I CAN FIND 2 OR THREE OF THESE HOES WHO ACTUALLY DO OWE ME...
NOT FROM MONEY BUT HOMAGE,
I RELEASED THE REIGNS OFF THEY TONGUE SO THEY THOUGHTS ARE NOW NO LONGER IN BONDAGE... Y'ALL KNOW THE DRILL WHEN I'M PULLING TEETH THAT'S INFECTED OR GOT A CAVITY,
I'M SNATCHING SHIT OUT BY THE ROOTS SO THE SORE CAN'T KEEP COMING BACK TO ATTACK ME... I'M GOING IN WITH GLOVES Y'ALL SO TAPE ME UP & LET ME HEAD INTO THE RING,
I STAY SHADOW BOXING WITH MYSELF THAT IT'S GRAMMATICALLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME BOW DOW AND STILL BE A QUEEN REPRESENTING A KING... I'M MOVING ELEMENTS SO I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MOUNTAINS OR BROKEN BRIDGES,
I GOT THAT BOOMERANG EFFECT WHEN EDDIE MURPHY REALIZED HE FUCKED UP AND LEFT HALLE BARRY FOR STANK ASS ROBIN GIVENS...
MY SOBRIETY COMES IN A BOTTLE AND IT'S ALL IN THE INK I POUR,
CAUSING DRUNKEN RAGES FROM THE BEGINNING SINCE THE UNIVERSE THAT I TORE...
RIPPING OFF THE FABRIC OF THEY NICE COZY COMFORTER,
AND I HUSTLE HARD AT WHAT EVER I DO GOT SO A BITCH DON'T EVA GOTTA WONDER....
OUTER BODY EXPERIENCES GOT ME ASTRAL PROJECTING TO WHERE EVER I NEED TO BE,
LEAVING INQUIRING MINDS STILL WONDERING HOW I DO ALL THIS DAMAGE JUST FROM THE RED INK THAT I LIKE TO SKEET...
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