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I Came To A Point & Breathing Was Pain, Lame What's The Point Let Me Rot In The Rain. I Sought To Find Answers Thought Answers Would Fill Me, Answers Made Questions So Now I'm Like **** Me! Say I'm Sarcastic I'm Caustic Pure Plastic, Say What Is True But Don't Be Too Drastic, I Am Not You So You Say I'm Elastic, Better Than Blue But I Feel Fantastic. **** Of The Walk Yes I Am A Mastiff, Put That Glock In His Mouth & I Might Just Blast It, Make A Curse For The Ages But I Will Not Cast It. Hate Is Too Late Because I Will Out Last It, Your Weight Is Not Fate 'Cause I've Out Classed It.
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Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
Caustic Pure Plastic
I Came To A Point & Breathing Was Pain, Lame What's The Point Let Me Rot In The Rain. I Sought To Find Answers Thought Answers Would Fill Me, Answers Made Questions So Now I'm Like **** Me! Say I'm Sarcastic I'm Caustic Pure Plastic, Say What Is True But Don't Be Too Drastic, I Am Not You So You Say I'm Elastic, Better Than Blue But I Feel Fantastic. **** Of The Walk Yes I Am A Mastiff, Put That Glock In His Mouth & I Might Just Blast It, Make A Curse For The Ages But I Will Not Cast It. Hate Is Too Late Because I Will Out Last It, Your Weight Is Not Fate 'Cause I've Out Classed It.
Harry Roberts - Caustic Pure Plastic © 21/07/18
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Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
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