Breakneck

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One two three
A subroutine of mine, dealing unruly mushroomy.
 
Cool breeze makes ya spoon feed, goofy.
Rubies ain't big enough for her, she like it groovy
This a mutiny, blue sea greens you see are truly beauties
But bloodstained, like them shoes, B.
 
Nigga, its one-way, I'm unfazed, untamed, got the energy to run to space
Jeezy, the Kirk nigger isn't ready for doomsday.
In two shakes, your roommates dead. Ukraine? Dead.
 
Hard to shoot apex, gotta wait. Be too-patient.
Wait to cause mayhem, just received paycheck, just lost your great friend.
Failed just to take steps. Greedy motherfucker can't break bread.
 
Your sights rain-swept, so gain strength and kill ape-men with a trigger.
Now to raise hell, then you breakneck, made flesh leave head, that was brain death.
Killed a prodigy.
 
Honestly, I don't care, see me as a wannabe.
I'm willing to receive and release hate.
It's in your dreams, you'd never topple me.
Don't care for your fantasies, Gen Jeezy.
The fat ass Republican fairy queen.
You make me grab an SMG and supply it to militias for batteries.
Hate the anarchy, here's masterpiece.
My salaries not big enough, ya bastardly passersby.
Cock-eater, what I display is mastery.
The flow it bounce like trampoline.
Now, get me some more magazines.
 
¡Que te jodan, negro!
¡Te voy a hacer un agujero en el cráneo con una subfusil,
cállate la puta boca!
 
 

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PK13
Member since April 29 2026

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