Spyder wrote:The silent king of spam.
Killa wrote:Me & dR3 represent the future bitch!!!
Killa wrote:dR3 stay winning...
classthe_king wrote:Aristotle was a philosopher
Why would you think he flew
k block wrote:you meant Icarus. I used him in my last song.
Trimss wrote:Your dog is cute, your tattoo fucking rocks, you can fight and your baby have a big dick.
Your life is cool bro lol
Yah-hah wrote:Hahahahaha couldnt just let him off the hook. We went to a private school what do we know
Trimss wrote:Your dog is cute, your tattoo fucking rocks, you can fight and your baby have a big dick.
Your life is cool bro lol
(YahHah)
I feel feeble and broken,
I'm a zombie that's evil and hopeless,
People keep chokin cause I'm lethal with no skin,
Reaper's still needing a rope then my body's seen decomposin,
My body knee-deep in rose stems to see how this pyro's gifted,
My addictions get mixed in with these hieroglyphics,
My head's heavy like wearin a fine-stone fitted,
They bought me a cheap casket so my spine won't fit in,
My rhymes won't fit aswell my lines have trippled sales,
The sick shit I spit'll make your spine brittle, frail,
My missles' shell flies and whistles well,
Blind crippled hell they can find sickle cell in your minds rippled shell,
I have a quarterbacks courage and this interception hurts,
Complete fire I'ma 60 second Smith and Wesson burst,
I run forever to the end of Earth until my tube socks break,
I live a boondock saint destined to feel Tupac's fate,
DO NOT WAIT, get caught relaxin when the whistle blows,
Ribs crack and snap from the impact of the initail blow,
(Fa-Q)
I’m always in rare form, you see that term’s good,
Until the world all dies from worm wood,
Until the shock waves wear off and we all have to battle God,
And he’s armed to the teeth, and all we have is a cattle prod,
And diehard fans await a return, their ready to clap,
With slander a snare, I cant handle their stair, they’re steady to trap,
I’m trapped in this obstacle course snare, with long horse hair,
Under the sun’s watch, I feel that’s not just a forced stare,
So I’ll fly with Aristotle’s flight, I now have wax wings,
The sky’s broken, and each of the crack’s sings,
Plus I’m out of lessons, I’m more than just adolescent,
I’m riding the apocalyptic horses, just on my saddle restin’
Each hoof has mushroom clouds, I’m on the lost ride,
I must be seeing Christ, because I’m found cross eyed,
So while I swim laps in the lakes of fire, I’ll find what makes a liar,
So now I no longer have a fear of falling, I hear them calling,
Trimss wrote:Your dog is cute, your tattoo fucking rocks, you can fight and your baby have a big dick.
Your life is cool bro lol
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