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Super sonic demonic tonic sipping chronic hitting puppet
Spitting vomit. Bomb it. Chopping victims up like fuck it
What if this drug shit gets done quick
I’ve spun shit like suns & situations with guns bitch
Substance is sustenance in a sense chemicals are why sensory organs exists
History gets blitzed. Ripped & dipped in blood
Mannequins panicking
Handling slashing them because they suck
Misery is served with hell’s delivery in sight
Ignite my rush
I’m not a human. I’m the suicide king
This hip hop witch is rich as a bitch who strips & flaunts her tits
Lives in the woods dug a ditch to fill with kids carved with a triple six
What’s this. Justice. Just this is enough to bust this cunt bitch
Punk whipped commercial rap establishment
Done quick. Ill stab the shit
Grab & glad bag wrap the bitch
Mannequins panicking
Handling slashing them because they suck
Misery is served with hell’s delivery in sight
Ignite my rush
I’m not a human. I’m the suicide king
Young moneys done sonny
Run to the slums amongst bums
Call yourselves drug money
You’re run by a bird brain who stays cum dummy Wayne kissing
Thugs?
Funny
A joke
They’re butt buddies who poke!
Mannequins panicking
Handling slashing them because they suck
Misery is served with hell’s delivery in sight
Ignite my rush
I’m not a human. I’m the suicide king
Consume your souls if a challenge you bring
The moon is my eye to my ear the dead sing
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