17.9.24

Random Target

Thought I had revenge mode, Think I should stop smokin indo I tried to contemplate and the thoughts are sinful I'm not a christian so there is nothing to repent for killin time Which is relative to murder, so hold the bloody knife Cant move in silence cause there are too many footstep by your side Dirt to liabilities who lie about their abilities This is all about revenge in fullauto, no switch Guaranteed like karma, now or later creates a stress factor Get to poppin like chiropractors Cannon, Lights, Action Cant stop laughing at the distractions The crumbs I drop are scraps; I already established that One way to give back, call it a spiritual tax So kiss my Maximus and get some practice Or just plagerize this, it's a certified hit Some out of the shadows, cold steele shit I'm rejuvanted, Lazurus pit and you niggas is old as fuck. Geri Talkis and debbie cakes put you in a weakened state Assimilated my hate into belligerence, here comes the deliverence These action are not sponteneous but they will be heinous I know I'm acting like an anus. I'm not just a client I am the narrative, so paint a pretty picture Like that capenter in those scriptures Why else did he rise again? It had to be for revenge

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