No respect no lost no found I’ve been through these rougher grounds
Livid on this lavish hell
These mags aren’t gone’ gone’ click themselves
Ripping all these rags
Are black and white some cannot fix themselves vixens wanting more
In the midst of this I’m wanting more
Images pixelated
Wrist 2 pavement
Godless faces all creations
In these races I’ve been faceless
Shavings drawings on these walls
I will just dig through it all
The living falls
& God, we call
Livid in this hell
I am broken shattered in the misery hall
Purple on my neck
I cut my wrist & stall the flesh
Her bloody eyes jus’ sees the sex
Bits & pieces
We fragmented
I better not see you imaginative
The riddles will fall right in your lap
I get the clips
& Souls will clap
See how they love this gun talk
Pedals plucked right off the flower
I devour all this power
Evenings slow
Not soulless seconds
Praying for the spiraling
We are howling
In
Judges stumbling
The mallet in
I get the chalice in
Pouring wine
Right down her throat
She’s in the villas
I am honeycomb
This structure
Hexagonal
I don wrapping her some satin
All the bodies in this pageant
Can you imagine all the dragging?
The blood shames
The blood flames
We in the finest fashion
I done came from all the slandering
I am handling your soul
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