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Fuck the sentiments…
Love can swing on my nuts as I rush the elements
Imprints left grafted…
W/- Guerrilla tactics practiced to exactness
The Prince of Bastards
Armed w/ chapters unchained from the pits of blackness
Come, peep this vision…
Reap the repercussion, & then make a decision
:
I see fractures & lesions
Legislators, actors, & directors deceiving
Young demons is still teething
Raised on spilt-milk GM crops & cheese skins
Baby moms expose G-strings
Sport sequins, & dress offspring by means of thieving
Pleading morn until evening
Inmates claim innocence; still no one believes them
So now, this beast is feasting
Feeding upon Mother Earths “eastern promise”,
Orchestrating famine, vanquishing the rainforest
As life’s core reservoir is gone to the dogs
Your congress of peace is popping its clogs
Priests’ happy Shopping for fleece Gods’,
It’s the law, there’s just no stopping these sods
I place my lenses on tripods
& laugh at losers who gamble in dire odds
Oddly enough, they become washed-up
Sadly - it’s rough, at-least sad for you pup
Remember I’m a beast, & never give a…!
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same old Motherfucking links
links-
1- http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=306377
2- http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=307882
