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Hood talk Clip Bark The Devil Taunt Leave Some Good Men Distraught Hanging With Some bullets in there notch Ohh Hood Hustle ******* wanna cuddle Till you got no money to rebuttal Sell a *** for drow Make her trick for Gold leave the ***** a poem call it The Hood-Gift They are the Kings Roaming the land like Rome Conquering as they sing until they meet MJO Oh That loud noise in the face of danger Well, that is the herb, illuminated smoking heat filled space, racing, striding with confidence, they are angry. Hold back and observe how minds are dazed hurt, fire spit, lions roar mouths drop to the dirt, going through the floor That mind stable stumble,babble,humbled... track of that unfabled, notorious like the b. Immaculate Gifted Glory speaking of the Holy seeking the warrior writing down death foretold Listen                         Listen As bullets get dodged in the mission The Devil talks devil talks but cannot walk.... With I For I Am with God for God is with me...... Us... God, I trust. XxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxx Hood talks ***** walks Does she think I can get taunted? By the unwanted LUST Warrant spent the demented kid dependent on abstract adolescence visions with no spirit to grab the woven sands of the cloth made from time Attention:                                           Attention:                                                                                            Attention: I nearly lost my mind no pretentious joke, no... No, no No    Time to Hide from my mind as it collides with eroding slime, grime, goo Deep... As I.. As I.... Seep... Fell in the tar pit that was nearly lit The heat... Burning Blazing, blazing... the gas-fueled the fire and my de      sires a blazing,       a fire was lit cccCCCcccCCCCccCCCccCCCCcCCCCcCCCCCc lift this used a quick fix of some mushrooms I fell into the.... that... soup which were was, is melted in the *** seen by a few chosen eyes the stew filled with the residue of sin.... has been will be has taken hold of men.... Hard to crawl out of the hood of hell without being stuck with a demon yourself Hard to crawl out of the hood of hell without being torn up nearly killing oneself It is hard climbing out of hell without a doubt, without a doubt, without doubt Heaven does exist thoughts can be saved, solved, paved Learning enslavement is tangled into how we are made, what are you a slave to today, stuck, giving all of you that time... money, jobs, games, tv have all chained my mind. Well Shucks! Sorry, again finding my minds eye Looking into the sky of the 7 suns, collaborated with the essence of sweet purp I puff Miracles patterns live as an Angel, a mad hatter tonic sipping loud gripping friend getting hit & Disaster strikes at flashes of light But one survives the fight and in it is glorified. don't bow.
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 7:21 PM UTC
michael-joseph-olivas
Hood Depths Through A weary Eye of Hells Grasping Movement
Hood talk Clip Bark The Devil Taunt Leave Some Good Men Distraught Hanging With Some bullets in there notch Ohh Hood Hustle ******* wanna cuddle Till you got no money to rebuttal Sell a *** for drow Make her trick for Gold leave the ***** a poem call it The Hood-Gift They are the Kings Roaming the land like Rome Conquering as they sing until they meet MJO Oh That loud noise in the face of danger Well, that is the herb, illuminated smoking heat filled space, racing, striding with confidence, they are angry. Hold back and observe how minds are dazed hurt, fire spit, lions roar mouths drop to the dirt, going through the floor That mind stable stumble,babble,humbled... track of that unfabled, notorious like the b. Immaculate Gifted Glory speaking of the Holy seeking the warrior writing down death foretold Listen                         Listen As bullets get dodged in the mission The Devil talks devil talks but cannot walk.... With I For I Am with God for God is with me...... Us... God, I trust. XxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxxXxx Hood talks ***** walks Does she think I can get taunted? By the unwanted LUST Warrant spent the demented kid dependent on abstract adolescence visions with no spirit to grab the woven sands of the cloth made from time Attention:                                           Attention:                                                                                            Attention: I nearly lost my mind no pretentious joke, no... No, no No    Time to Hide from my mind as it collides with eroding slime, grime, goo Deep... As I.. As I.... Seep... Fell in the tar pit that was nearly lit The heat... Burning Blazing, blazing... the gas-fueled the fire and my de      sires a blazing,       a fire was lit cccCCCcccCCCCccCCCccCCCCcCCCCcCCCCCc lift this used a quick fix of some mushrooms I fell into the.... that... soup which were was, is melted in the *** seen by a few chosen eyes the stew filled with the residue of sin.... has been will be has taken hold of men.... Hard to crawl out of the hood of hell without being stuck with a demon yourself Hard to crawl out of the hood of hell without being torn up nearly killing oneself It is hard climbing out of hell without a doubt, without a doubt, without doubt Heaven does exist thoughts can be saved, solved, paved Learning enslavement is tangled into how we are made, what are you a slave to today, stuck, giving all of you that time... money, jobs, games, tv have all chained my mind. Well Shucks! Sorry, again finding my minds eye Looking into the sky of the 7 suns, collaborated with the essence of sweet purp I puff Miracles patterns live as an Angel, a mad hatter tonic sipping loud gripping friend getting hit & Disaster strikes at flashes of light But one survives the fight and in it is glorified. don't bow.
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