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You thought that I was easy                   to smoke, But you vaped my lyrics,     now I'm stuck in your lungs, Cemented words that you cant exhale,                           cremated within you. Your drowning                          now comatose verses,            that you thought were strawberry kisses. But when you swallowed,                                               you never chewed. Now you got razor wire cuts                                              lacerating you inside.   With every inhale of my lyrical chemical cloud. You think I'm easy to swallow,      breathing my verses that never leave you, my words are like asthma on your generation. Making you wheeze when you don't inhale           enough of my lyrical verse.    They tried to ban me,                         but, every one wants to breath me in. I'm like a exhale that clouds your thoughts,          but you'll still smoke my verses till you got tubes huffing and puffing.              Knowing that your last breath will have my words clinging to your lungs...                                Me in in liquorice kisses that will last on your lips.        I'm the last kiss you taste,                              my words will be on your deathbed..                                                Here lies verses                                     that were simple                                     but never left you.                                       cremated with the words                                                                             I choked on the lyrics.....                                      but I'd smoke them again.
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Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 6:02 PM UTC
You Vaped My Lyrics, Now You Chocking
You thought that I was easy                   to smoke, But you vaped my lyrics,     now I'm stuck in your lungs, Cemented words that you cant exhale,                           cremated within you. Your drowning                          now comatose verses,            that you thought were strawberry kisses. But when you swallowed,                                               you never chewed. Now you got razor wire cuts                                              lacerating you inside.   With every inhale of my lyrical chemical cloud. You think I'm easy to swallow,      breathing my verses that never leave you, my words are like asthma on your generation. Making you wheeze when you don't inhale           enough of my lyrical verse.    They tried to ban me,                         but, every one wants to breath me in. I'm like a exhale that clouds your thoughts,          but you'll still smoke my verses till you got tubes huffing and puffing.              Knowing that your last breath will have my words clinging to your lungs...                                Me in in liquorice kisses that will last on your lips.        I'm the last kiss you taste,                              my words will be on your deathbed..                                                Here lies verses                                     that were simple                                     but never left you.                                       cremated with the words                                                                             I choked on the lyrics.....                                      but I'd smoke them again.
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Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 6:02 PM UTC
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