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Oct 2019
Get your hand off my shoulder, pig/
You don't even know me, dogg/
Barking too much/
I'll make them all shut the **** up/
Like Somalian ******/
My thoughts are double shotgun blasts/
Of random jagged phrasing/
And my funnybone is broken/
Like my home is/
Lockjaw; I don't make promises/
I say "inshaaAllaah"/
Then see what God allows/
I need you... to be somebody else/
And if I cry for help/
They say "get a job", or "take a pill"/
But you can’t be the illest 'til/
Medication is refused/
Madman at the park/
Bazooka toothpaste grindhouse/
Too hyped up on my mania/
K-K-**** your radio/
Head full of dread, locked/
And the "truth" is full of holes/
Waiting for apocalypse/
But it's taking way too long/
I am not alone/
Get your hand off my shoulder, pig/
You don't even know me, dogg/
Mouse howling at the moon/
Yelling at my cellphone/
I never was a fan of wool.../
24/10/2019.
AJ Farruco
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