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Dec 2016
Gods of Crimes
Lords of the Rhymes
Birds of a feather
Destroy together

This a war to wage
And if you make front page
Ha, your ******
Because then your locked in our cage

And when you think you are alone
Thats when we go unknown
You will stumble into us as we engage
I hope you have a sense of humour
Because if not then all I for see is rage

I hope you don't cower
Because we're drunk with power
I check the front page on the hour
And if you make top WOOPTY ******* DO! I hope your not sour
This is really allot more of posturing and an inside joke but I totally do write really messed up comments on peoples pages because no one comments and I feel like I have free rain. Hasn't gotten into troll territory yet but I hope some one stops me before it does.
Eric Martin
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Eric Martin  Canada
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