Hit You

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Your eyes on the clock and your hands on the knob it's wise to knock but it's locked
I'm low key tired with you, alright
told you the loci you left to is here not left or right so let's start the celest rite
I'm sired with a mere new low so c'mere your hired to fight me good night
You will handle to blow a punch or two but hit your toe in your sandals
You tryna blow a bunch of candels?
I will half your hight, bite and tow you too
Fix your gown but mix you down with top
So don't near my site the sight might sear you with might like a mite so sob
My god, at least i don't row in a bike ride
Mike drop
But i like a psyche hike!
Now, i won't fool
So start the session at full speed
Wow, you play and play safe
I slay and brave the cave
Let the freak flag at full fly so behave
You get by, say nothing to hear with a words fleet
If i flock words from here to Fleetwood i would burst in heat
People will dance with the worst feet
You're feeble as in no chance and no beat
Now, feel free to flee for fear and dear life at stake like a c-word
Or for your best sake be a dear wife and wake
Nobody will protecc you with two c' or investigate, so look seaward past lakes
Two seas all from my cascade, it's awesome, i don't just castigate i cab skate
Wait, we're past the gate so slake then cease or melt, o' mate
You've never ever seen such a mean scene, i mean
One easily sees havin' crises
This is the ultimatum, tomato
Snake, take the backseat and put on the belt
See what I've built, before i make you sell your own pelt!
I won't take a known vaccine, no hell, amma say what's felt

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MHCrawler
Member since April 6 2020

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