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Cyclone Jan 2020
Enemies felt like kin of mine, frenemy's are my killers, enemies are who I love so much, their envy's evident, there was no filler, a little knowledge that I pass on, keep your *** on those around you, cause the friends are the crooked ***** that like to see you stuck and always down you, see through the eyes right in that ***, because that filthy *** brings you trouble, see through the eyes of that snitching *****, because that snitching ***** is never humble, always be on guard towards those dumb retards, but be more open to your enemy, why do I sound like this, because I reminisce, how a frenemy was almost the end of me.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Free, little disciple child, ain't seen you in a while, what's this predicament that made you envision exile?, I guess it's world hatred, recognize these signs are sacred, so now our picture's painted, world's most wanted and hated, but hold no hate for them, instead have faith for them, through jewels and gems you trust not, your spot's in the fate you pen, your soul GOD will defend, greed not but plot your needs, don't travel with the breeze, but freeze to seize your pleads to please THE FATHER.
Cyclone Jan 2020
I got the feeling my notions open in the oceans, waves are my previous thoughts, they dancing with the devious, freely my sparks are coping the motion just by smoking, call it mischievous if you wish, these words are serious, skewing with other viewings, affluent comes with measures, wealthy don't understand the plans wealth has for man, after the lectures, the lone oppressor search for treasures, reality soon he cans, he stands for high demand, looks with a wicked eye, he cries for more supply, body bags ready, it's holding steady cause he's heavy, tsunami makes me blind, the doom I meet unwinds, weary we both get teary, we buried cause we vary IN OUR EVILS.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Look how my frown thrives, robbing the pureness from my brown eyes, wonder how smiles could soon compile in the down side, I survived!, but hurtful urge will soon defer, direction of my vision that was missing it's perfect purr, and now my sound, was a hissing of spitting rounds, I managed to take cover, saw my brother had hit the ground, a wicked sound, and when I found his frown would thrive, it made me picture prison, no precision in my brown eyes.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Provocative, you sought to stop apocalypse, would you be brave to the crave the days you behaved, dazed like you were crazed?, it's a haze and the wishes are simplistic and somewhat vicious, I was suspicious of giving kisses to evil ambitions, and a victim will taste the symptoms off how I ***** em, hard to stitch em, but you can't fix em, so wish to listen, counter dissing was not my mission, we play for winning, but seemed like thinning was only grinning to **** my feelings, so the dealing was not appealing, it was the ceiling, that was concealing a perfect living.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Technical information through my basis starts its download, intrigues the mind of one who granted to be handed transcripts, **** his mouth closed, I guess he seen just what I mean when I say I'm a vortex, I rot his cortex with my forceps, scorch and warp his poor prep, turn them to corpses from my forces, scoreless cats cannot break me, the nervous system I control through texts, break necks, you can't take me, out of this vaguely known system, wish him back, he can't act, I've grown to big I can't risk that cause facts would track what I stack.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Ideas of cluttered bunch, avoided buttercups, but what's the difference?, don't you witness both muttered not much, stuck and never spread, the roses hit my head, no more I tread towards the thread, beauty's in my pledge, approached and never dead, I grow and let it show, the seeds proceed their lead, I thank our GOD for glow.
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