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by Atlavians on Tue Dec 21, 2021 2:12 am
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Only thing I'm fuckin is retarded... And the only thing that's fuckin me is life... Hillbilly.... I A&W Root Beer since 1919, one of a kine, subliminal mine, sign, fine, let me rewind. I'm... Mime.. Simon says, climb. Now I will shine. I'm like that sun, high, cloud in the sky. I'm... Mime.. I will provide, mine. I, am what I am. Time. Créme de la créme, life. I am not him. Strife. I don't forgive, fight. Get it how you live, right? Left where I am. What? I feel like the man but, cut. What? I said rewind but, I'm the messiah. Not like Mariah, but like the Maya, head first, head rest, head burst, headless. Needless, feed this. Police heed this. Eat this. I skeet this.. Hillbilly... Sister mah, grandpa. Atlanta. Tampa... Yodelayheehoo the loo are you? I'm too good for a haiku. Plus.. your attitude is too crude.. you should let it soothe before it suits you.. I can four hundred and ten again. Domini.. I live in luxury, you ain't even armed to me. But I'm in harmony. You ain't even harmin me.. You are at it with me, you should be dramatic with me.. But I'm just pissy, I'm deranged, I'm just gettin tipsy.. I'm insane. you just deal with crazy people, I'm just feelin drizzy... One more cigarette, and I'll be feelin pretty dizzy. Are you still with me? I rhyme like Edgar Al Capone... so if you think this is dope, hand me a microphone and a sick beat to ride on.. I don't care, it's not my affair.. I just watched him get Voltaired by a dude in a wheelchair. Yeah (lol)... Now we're here now we're there now we're likely everywhere to scare the unaware so beware the nightmare. Yeah (lol)... Not to flame or to troll, but to pay the toll, bam. Not to be flamboyant man, not to spam but to blam. Blum blam. Brains look like gray eggs and ham. Sorry ma'am. Scam. Fifty million dollars for a hand, slam. Now we're right back where we started. I'm retarded. I'm an artist.. skilled enough to say that you have shidded and you farded. I'm a martian. You're a cockroach. I'm a heathen. You are pot roast. No deceivin. They were laughin. Now they cryin, but pretend don't.. And my real life? Innuendo. And you're real life? It's Nintendo. You pretend to be good at kendo. Then you get whooped merely by the crescendo... Hillbilly... Dumb as an indigent, incest, inbred. Corn fed, immigrant, redneck, idiot. Still workin harder than a whore on her fifth kid. Prone to tell it all, honest dip shit, misfit. Wishlist. Don't be a bitch, on some bitch shit. Real tip. You'sa a bitch's bitch, bitch, that's some real bitch shit. Can't delete real bitchness... My business, get this, it's extracurricular. The sound of a round will effect your articular. I'm particular, so don't be a dingleberry. Cuz I'm your huckleberry, chancellery with vocabulary. Murder you with punctuation, articulation and myriads.. of prose or poetry, of commas and of periods.. Dawg I'm serious.. Everything I do is appalling you... But what can a bitch do? Simmer like bitch stew. That was twenty twenty one. Next is twenty two.
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