MicMare

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demon dim sleeping with insects in your skin
coiled like a snake extinct as seeing within
hearts beating thin while the room lights giggling grim
little shits end can't wait to click glasses n' sin
still gaspin as that bitch air get in, ashthma is laughs
so is medication and if pain is gain then the money is elevation!
spreading my arms repetitive spitting intellect from a place called
"LET US IN"! big boy hats letters big game Mister Iverson!
rickshaw riders cue stick shined up so now we try luck
one big mind fuck as a I write chugged, if your life sucks...
look at a poor man in the slum, counting more bucks...
snickers round that tables where no enemy is found
everyone wears a crown dancing ladies touch the growl
then you notice they left and the laughter says your next!
used to be gangster side arm crooked firing tanks crushed
with hands up you fought for land like animals in Africa!
Kaboom the spit fuel hit you n' the sucka became the first food
i know this hurts you memories of a neck twist in dirt rooms
you dont know what the world do, alone in a graveyard n the shirt move
cursed goons no water eyeing children smiling at their first spoon!
sometimes even on islands they still heard you!
curtains you better nurse grooms who can't make her purse boom
moment you hit that work soon she flirt too!
dim light constructions nig sit right on some hush shit
bin right on some money to be fcuked cus I still like to rush in!
feel light then the counts up kid, thumb flickin mountains!
lunch skip stomach crumpeled till this hunger is a profound gift!
feeling stuffed in was about to see the hustle live,
till everybody started making their pockets thick...
and forgot the Rot that got em' in!
stashes thick sleepin afternoon to evening
enemies defeated still looking new in the deep end!
whats on your mind keep it - cus something is starting a feedin
some people done in the park feet out knew he needed the healin
its the beat it in season n' you just reading the bleedin
some teethin when i put the keys in
even if i dont need it shes into dealing a reason!
amazing is the feeling knowing she holding onto sheets thick
sense the depravity round here too much....
you get Ate like a pool game, Fcuk!

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KraitRiOT
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