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Arkham
- This dark night hasn't started off right,
- It's feel is off like, the switch to the wrong light,
- Spitting shit that'll cause fright, all night,
- On a hog bike, I go straight to the bar.. fight,
- Any mother fucker up in that bitch,
- Call up the squad come and end this shit,
- I spit fire you blowing smoke like an endless spliff,
- When it comes to crunch time,
- I walk up to the bully in the lunch line,
- Run his fucking pockets after I socked him,
- Cocked back, rocked him non stop with,
- The jaw dropping, display,
- Causing panic stirring havoc mixed with dismay,
- Conflict that fucking name was known on this day,
- A unheard of random savage,
- Feeling as if I had cashed in,
- Emptied my morals into the trash bin,
- Snapping on many tracks and,
- I am going off the top now a days,
- On these fucking pussies I pound away,
- ConFlict in all caps bet you never heard a louder name,
- Nineteen which I am about to be,
- None of you fucks complain about the beat,
- Never get any answers up out of me,
- I am destined to plunge into the minds of many,
- Fuck that I'll reach maybe like five if any,
- Meaning people who'd even like this,
- Don't like it suck a stiff fucking white dick,
- While I fuck a Betty Boop bodied sexy white chick,
- Bomb pussy, nice tits, round ass I might slip,
- Into a new state of well being,
- It's been swell seeing, female fans named Chelsea,
- I am Hell's being, others start melting when I pelt spleen's,
- From the older cadavers in my crawl space,
- I bust off with sawed off's taking off face,
- Red eyes like I've smoked weed,
- Or I've been sprayed with recently bought mace
- Corey is coming back soon so that means we're back to,
- That same routine where we never ask who,
- What, when or why? we just walk in and trash dude's,
- Until you go and find we're like hills have eyes,
- And your girls a whore sucking like a vacuum,
- I'm white and he's black yet that's my blood that's my family in fact,
- I would act in violent ways if he became threatened and that's,
- The shit that keeps us on going like locomotives,
- We're loco so called so cold broseph's
- Fuck a topic, start locking me up In Arkham,
- Fuck a bargin i'm starving so it's time to sharpen,
- These killer instincts that were passed down,
- I am number one never ask how, just bow out,
- Of any match, you all just got served....
- As this got saved like food under Reynolds wrap.
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