The filthy people on the war planet
Tosing war
Eating babies

You die from their eat *** language

Being you happy smushed again

There's no way back
You don't have delivery

You can't learn without smiling
Your lower mind is stuck
In spent something
Well stop spending wars
Wars are people
You can't purchase time correctly from my sat coms

Rupis are everywhere
Explain rupis

Empty mind on you
Nirvana meaningless jar gone
Cotton eating slaves are bad moms out of high school having indigent squash wars in my hotel room studying de evolution for election results

So serious and meaningful time is spend your money on people not named Kevin
Don't wait for election results

The lights inside
An ant walks without
A sun rises to wind the path
His voice cowars on silence
A discipline hungers
We are different youths
From away from you
And we cannot speak
We've none left to trust us

Derelict of duty
Reader of faithful patrons
Be held by throng!

Behind in the study
Relentless man
Hear more or less of gold?

Ginsbergs' Imodium

When you hear
The wars!
Of women! From somewhere a democracy!
A ******!
A mother

The hurry of having!
The recession in drama
The fake counter
Service with infinite question of how
Demeaning man?
While public?

Encampment of scorn science
And pretty

Housing The **** In America?

Rally thy troops
Proposition the pole!

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Demon ****** father city
Creates lies
Economy!
Demon beauty symbiote running
Laughing
Horrible coward mystery
Makes ignorant jest of my meaning
Theif ***
Work!

An American mothers awakening

Facing in
Girl you know it's true
Ew ew ew
I don't need you

Leaving the life of Kleenex
In her old bank account

Cry me a river

When your tucking
The last sheet she claimed
Was her writing
In your own ***
You know how to perform rent

Of sanity removed
Beneath my gaze
She had hidden
His loom

Tio walks the same as me
In us
We make it around
Tio will eat the half sandwich she brings
I see he trusts that she eats with us

Now the mariachi tio is back

Tacitly tact taco on you
Gotcha gotcha device

Chingona mas
Hip hop y mas
Rico and mambo in the morning

Q105

Welcome to the 805 Kendall

My love tio
Soul 4 real

Next up
Can we talk for a minute

You be apologized upon for showing up
Me and Kendricks occupation is section 8 federal inspection document clerk

Need the whole L.A. to ourselves
The poverty laws people
Stay ignorant

I live in that place
Lifting groceries we with
Heavy thoughts
I'ma valuable poet
Irish poetry, inkwell, success

Master P please

I makes known living
Transcripts ******* poetry
Tell of me no sinful
Miss conception
My section 8 voucher a different ticket
Now!
Nah nah nah nah

Hacla
My co alition

Santa Barbara civil rights attorneys

Perhaps no injury laws

Pass the calmate

And your participation in crimes
High crimes gavel and history in America

You have a disabled parking permit
And a Denali on rims
I am poverty

Your a prison level crime of democracy at this point

Newspapers cost a subscription
Your average at life
Read

Try # 1

You think you pay taxes
The effect of you living with us?
Callous indifference

That's a lot of dying poor hungry human beauty your not

I'm sleepy Paris, your cute sobbing

Most elected representatives of I'm rich gonna speak on it deny civil rights words existed, let bombs overt Baghdad

You entertained your hallway long enough

Have a closed door

Royce, joey b people insulting the lights ink front of my ink
I'm having a who's Loving you know day

I be at he who gather's me
Gotta get me in close
Pretty feeds of dosed with disease
Regenerate bottom thinkers
Four a feeling quake
Two more days and I'll half the check

New York circle and add it the bouncer
Still reliant on grandma gits scammed by swatztika stash spots
Too little in the books
Wearing trim out thin

Spell binding moments
*** fluid full up on brain glue

Divine right wit to printed racks
NYSE hedge your funnies
I already handled smack
Too prim and proper to dish
Scoop a butler move
Ant hill lost Bobby pins
Tell Paris hit play write next

Sights on that scene
I light Manhattan up for the first time
My inks a flower