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#skilled
an appointment at the vampire clinic 10.20 am yearly bloodletting- a couple of vials a test for this for that my life ****** out red, red, red, my favourite colour.
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Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 4:35 AM UTC
red, red, red,
Moment Time The client came over again 2nd time in a year to see the reps Plus support who dialled the account It was he who asked his boss the Fake God Why not ask the client dial his account? So we can see how good he is? The tip of the spear the best in action Get the other bosses there too See who the best seller is It would be exceptional and rare Try to absorb some of their skills For we sell their product in their account It has to be special like we all are Let’s do it and become more than legends He wanted to equal then surpass The Fake God in skills and success Brian actually respected and liked the guy And it was somewhat reciprocated The Fake God knew he was older And ill with gout and arthritis and more That he wouldn’t quiet till stone cold dead The Fake God wanted 2 more closers Get Red and the Arab to do it Brian wants more experience for the job Then he’ll be closer, TL then OM And be called the False God 2 Hunting more skills success but not cash Brian knew these were different times Even if he wouldn’t live forever This was his time and moment He was humbly enjoying it
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Aug 20, 2024
Aug 20, 2024 at 12:58 AM UTC
Moment Time
Mastering the art Speaking without thinking through Skilled in hurrying
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Dec 19, 2019
Dec 19, 2019 at 7:31 PM UTC
Skilled (Haiku)
Who the hell you think are to be demanding me a poem? Mozart of this art like all these written no-gimmick lyrics are my profession, Woah, that flow's a shard piercin' you and while you're bleedin', I tell you a fine confession: This is freedom of expression, this is me out of depression, physics is nowhere near a suggestion for reason behind the never-yet-reached depths of my perception. Boy you be readin' these ill lines by a writer so sublime, you couldn't fathom or imagine what it's like to be behind the steerin' wheel of the high-paced drive up in my mind, All these spitting free-verse like that's skilled, yeah sure but they're nowhere close to flowin' poems so potent it could blind, You can play this like over to cope, you'll need to pause and rewind not one, two, three but at least four times. This is be that sick spittin' raw **** you aint heard on the radio, This be that thick **** masculinity half gentleman half wild-lion ROAR and make those ladies hoes, This be the new age slim shady yo, basic rappers way too slow, Mumble rapping on a track and reading **** like BABY PRO, Na **** that mainstream **** dawg this be that underground vicious **** Boy I've been slitting throat downtown before rap ever was for the ***** ***** I'm that middle-school rap era, where gangsters could mean black but also Vinnie Paz, shout-out to the most-feared real-deal Gladiator straight from that Sicily pit, I love Paz for his delivery, flow and anti-gimmicky lyrical potency like no other G that's hit that's hit the scene, I love Tech for the flow man, Em for the show and love Minaj for puns and Hopsin for being the pioneer or bringing REAL RAP back, he's a cunning industry player but **** HE GOT FLOW. Chris Webby for the raw masculinity-vibe progressive **** spreading those vibes getting the world to hear his messages, I love Bugzy and Devs and a little Wiley doesn't hurt, Grime Scene's a beautiful off-shoot of rap that unlike mumble crap is an old beautiful tree that grew straight from the dirt, Imma leave it here, let me on this site so your ***** can squirt, If you're a guy you'll wish you were me but turnin' me down's buryin' what you know be that legit **** that like a Phoenix'll rebirth.
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
The poem that got me on the site
Who the hell you think are to be demanding me a poem? Mozart of this art like all these written no-gimmick lyrics are my profession, Woah, that flow's a shard piercin' you and while you're bleedin', I tell you a fine confession: This is freedom of expression, this is me out of depression, physics is nowhere near a suggestion for reason behind the never-yet-reached depths of my perception. Boy you be readin' these ill lines by a writer so sublime, you couldn't fathom or imagine what it's like to be behind the steerin' wheel of the high-paced drive up in my mind, All these spitting free-verse like that's skilled, yeah sure but they're nowhere close to flowin' poems so potent it could blind, You can play this like over to cope, you'll need to pause and rewind not one, two, three but at least four times. This is be that sick spittin' raw **** you aint heard on the radio, This be that thick **** masculinity half gentleman half wild-lion ROAR and make those ladies hoes, This be the new age slim shady yo, basic rappers way too slow, Mumble rapping on a track and reading **** like BABY PRO, Na **** that mainstream **** dawg this be that underground vicious **** Boy I've been slitting throat downtown before rap ever was for the ***** ***** I'm that middle-school rap era, where gangsters could mean black but also Vinnie Paz, shout-out to the most-feared real-deal Gladiator straight from that Sicily pit, I love Paz for his delivery, flow and anti-gimmicky lyrical potency like no other G that's hit that's hit the scene, I love Tech for the flow man, Em for the show and love Minaj for puns and Hopsin for being the pioneer or bringing REAL RAP back, he's a cunning industry player but **** HE GOT FLOW. Chris Webby for the raw masculinity-vibe progressive **** spreading those vibes getting the world to hear his messages, I love Bugzy and Devs and a little Wiley doesn't hurt, Grime Scene's a beautiful off-shoot of rap that unlike mumble crap is an old beautiful tree that grew straight from the dirt, Imma leave it here, let me on this site so your ***** can squirt, If you're a guy you'll wish you were me but turnin' me down's buryin' what you know be that legit **** that like a Phoenix'll rebirth.
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