rip the sky

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The demon was deemed to be the best in the nation
So I won't rest until i ingest flames with satan
I'm a murderous maurauder, the Slumdog author
I'm south sides souviern, hoes know me as the God of words
I solidify this gift of flight as I glide n rip the sky
Ball so hard they wanna fight me like eighty nine the pistons prime
I'll be here with steel when lyricism rise again
Then my bitch will lick my monster till it's wetter then leviathen
If I may be frank u fakes ain't even in my ball park
Pull your card then tear drops fall on the hallmarks
I comotose hoes with my long dick stroke
Explain profound thoughts in black n white like convict clothes

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Profoundlee
Member since February 22 2015

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