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Criminal Arson, lyrical Spartan All coming from the dark abyss of my apartment I'm Aiming for your cartilage Heart attacks happen often Watch your **** watch your next step Slip up, to get surgery like open neck Don't expect this **** to be progressive nor a lullaby I've been non-aggressive for the longest time I deserve some credit for this overtime I have reached a point where I'm disrupting lives Cold bars see we're living in some chilly times Every day I cross the street yet I'm negligent of the signs if I get hit is that ****** or suicide? I see it as do or die that action is to defined These words move faster For people with slower minds This accent is Anglo-Saxon, to massive yet to disguised I write in the form of acid too drastic for you and I Avoiding all of the masses by acting like I am passive When really my minds a passage That leads to actions erratic Most people are systematic Calculated by habits Always missing in action Due to lack of a passion Distorted by forms of havoc Armageddon again, again and again Tell this message to your fam and a friend Famine, no salmon nor small m&ms; This is the end counter clockwise is this demonstration Illustrations in the form of verbal detonations Professor X with a hex that will stop all ovulations So that the idea of having a child will only exist in imaginations This is future annihilation instinctual termination Nuclear concentrated enough to change all that's physical, the removal of hair follicles So visceral, diabolical cynical my methodical rituals Render foes to their minimal state I trust as far as I can throw you What's you physical weight? I'm hoping to take, this **** to the next level So I pulled out the Weegee board and had a chat with the devil He made me a solid offer I simply couldn't refuse There was one thing that I had to do I dipped a dreidel in a bowl of holy water, then spun it on top the altar, father took a turn but it seems that his luck had Faltered, broke was the man, so in turn, the church had to offer a bundle inside a basket Which cradled a couple dollars
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Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 12:41 AM UTC
stellarhero
Poetic Annihilation
Criminal Arson, lyrical Spartan All coming from the dark abyss of my apartment I'm Aiming for your cartilage Heart attacks happen often Watch your **** watch your next step Slip up, to get surgery like open neck Don't expect this **** to be progressive nor a lullaby I've been non-aggressive for the longest time I deserve some credit for this overtime I have reached a point where I'm disrupting lives Cold bars see we're living in some chilly times Every day I cross the street yet I'm negligent of the signs if I get hit is that ****** or suicide? I see it as do or die that action is to defined These words move faster For people with slower minds This accent is Anglo-Saxon, to massive yet to disguised I write in the form of acid too drastic for you and I Avoiding all of the masses by acting like I am passive When really my minds a passage That leads to actions erratic Most people are systematic Calculated by habits Always missing in action Due to lack of a passion Distorted by forms of havoc Armageddon again, again and again Tell this message to your fam and a friend Famine, no salmon nor small m&ms; This is the end counter clockwise is this demonstration Illustrations in the form of verbal detonations Professor X with a hex that will stop all ovulations So that the idea of having a child will only exist in imaginations This is future annihilation instinctual termination Nuclear concentrated enough to change all that's physical, the removal of hair follicles So visceral, diabolical cynical my methodical rituals Render foes to their minimal state I trust as far as I can throw you What's you physical weight? I'm hoping to take, this **** to the next level So I pulled out the Weegee board and had a chat with the devil He made me a solid offer I simply couldn't refuse There was one thing that I had to do I dipped a dreidel in a bowl of holy water, then spun it on top the altar, father took a turn but it seems that his luck had Faltered, broke was the man, so in turn, the church had to offer a bundle inside a basket Which cradled a couple dollars
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