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Haydin
Haydin
Ay yo waddup people, just a crazy teen I'm tired as **** but nah ain't gonna phase me Got my knife in my pocket, nah nobody knows But I think theu will if they fuckin' **** me off Speak of the devil, here comes an annoyin' ***** Whinin' about her problems ******* shut the **** up I'll fuckin' stab her in the head, slowly take it down, make sure I can hear her ******* blood runnin' in town Make her bones fuckin' shatter, her flesh melt off, her face fuckin' dismembered, betcha won't whine now, ***** Haha All these *********** lookin' at me like I'm crazy **** maybe I am Come close and you'll see The fuckin' hell in my eyes, the psychotic twitch Why you backin' away, what's wrong, ***** Just bring ya neck a little bit closa, hell, how about ya body Bet it tastes delicious on a plate right in front of me! Come on, gimme a taste and no I don't mean your *** Why you think I got this knife? I wanna fuckin' eat ya, **** Bet your guts'll taste good in mine Oh come on, don't fuckin' scream The red is drippin' from stomach, looks pretty fuckin' good But I think I'll wait for the entree
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May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 11:23 PM UTC
Just a Taste