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storms of desire

rivers of hatred

waves of society decry bloodshed

say no more of these forty five depravities

biblical litanies of fictional conspiracy

too much of the heresy, dare i say

return to sender and get bacc to me with pay

diamond in the rust, worn tires and broken circuits

enlist the circus, hear something notable

about our modern world treading the days of slavery

turn the page

let’s look and see

 

got this page twerkin

all the baddies werkin

nothin boring behind these curtains

the mind is the worst

the body is sure of it

criminally sane, proven on the page

hmu when u feeling in a rage

i bleed for days

put stains across the stage

radiant to be a sage, scribe to place words upon an age

bitches for real, gotta sign the deal

make peace upon what iz tru and real

somethin about dat mass appeal

yardage upon yardage of which to steal

make a pussy moan, making pigs squeal

return of dat stank

all dese burners to yank

pull up throwin rank

gold shells in tha tank

rat a tat make your lids blink