Can’t Be Parallel
• Written by Peezus
I'm tired of rappers and Phillies smoking like the pyramid, there is no textual equivalent
Trivial herbs are treated like Gettysburg, there's no time to stress, just kill with every word
Delivered with precise calculations and configurations, masturbation and ejaculation go together like
Even if you only do half of it, half of it is great, be imaginative in your 100-mile race
All I'm worried about is circus acts and no-purpose cats, I just need a chance, I need to move on
So pass the torch and of course I can wave your torch and ask for more
I do laps for exercise, you gotta have my back, you need to practice more
Low never lacks power, travel north on a battle course on a saddled horse
You don't belong to my category, wrap with chords, tap with Morse
We are stubborn to the core, there are many knocks on the door
We touch the fans, no one will believe, here's the plan armed at your fingertips, adding luxury
And captivate the crowd like a magic sword
Blow your ass off with a duffel bag filled with mustard gas, unable to escape, suffers from scatash
Are you trying to earn a high salary like the upper class?
Rap deletes your database, grabs your flavor and calls you Gator-rade, cut like a razor blade
I found the subway, subway, someday I will chase the mirage of selling sailboats
Freed, you can't sell the chain, give him a legless shell toe
Come to my classroom, boy, I'll take you back to my roots, I can't help you, youth lasso
Simulated hip hop battle for equity capital, exploring the channels
And mix tape brigade, the more you get married, the more you get divorced
Karate chop rehearsal, I like the effect of the hydraulic shocks, keeping the costume as is
Ain’t no gimmicks or cattle, sometimes, sometimes, you have to, you have to
Hectic schemes and crimes are planned, we sacrificed millions and millions
If you meet a warrior of death who has a height of 7 or 8 figures
Full of students because they are getting richer
Every day may be your last, but if you leave money behind, it will remain
Like a cockroach in an ashtray
Get your shit together, you don't even know the half of it
Suceed and make it look like a boat accident
Someone recommends you 6 numbers, you will probably agree
Life insurance for your loved ones
Many cats buy lottery tickets
I have seen preachers rob elderly church members
Now it's completely ruined, step on the gas and never look back
With this pressure, where does yo mother live, not as bad as any of these cats
Cut off fingers, suck dick, pose in magazines
There are various cats with dishes and condoms, tell your friends that are trying to get into college
Tell your mom that works as a fashion show model, you know the girls on stage, take them off with a dollar
Now he can go to the club and play strip poker, that same plunder makes him a big hit
There are people hiding tools in the drive-thru, but it's not me cause I'm not you
But I have to do what I have to do
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Peezus
Member since January 28 2026