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12-27-08, 04:23 AM
tryna stay awake....
i plot like a math magician
tryna make money master the art of addition..
...before i'm deminished
since tell fables makes goat threads let me practice my fiction:
i'll rip a board with simplistics
kidnappin' sohh mod's, meet my demands before i blow'em out exsistance
my illness a webMD.com unsearchable sickness
hostage negotiation leading to a pharmacist writing me mad prescriptions
as i sit back and connect the pieces of my vision
ransom notes cut out letters of old ass source subscriptions
profile of the killings, fits an old felon with issues
who's known for kidnappin' baby mom's and beatin' their melons in with pistols
then ****in' the grey parts of they brain
your girl gets splattered with parts of ya brain
if you dont wanna part with ya chain
become the dearly departed if you type up my name
i dont battle, i demolish, kwit with the dumb games
ya'll are just bleach marks on ya mommas blouse..bunch of unborn cumstains
she shoulda took you on the chin cuz facin' me you meet death
you shoulda' been in a waste basket wrapped up in kleenex
or chillin' in the bottom of a condom ima' problem
one verse make you bleed from eye sockets ears and nostrils
i plot like a math magician
tryna make money master the art of addition..
...before i'm deminished
since tell fables makes goat threads let me practice my fiction:
i'll rip a board with simplistics
kidnappin' sohh mod's, meet my demands before i blow'em out exsistance
my illness a webMD.com unsearchable sickness
hostage negotiation leading to a pharmacist writing me mad prescriptions
as i sit back and connect the pieces of my vision
ransom notes cut out letters of old ass source subscriptions
profile of the killings, fits an old felon with issues
who's known for kidnappin' baby mom's and beatin' their melons in with pistols
then ****in' the grey parts of they brain
your girl gets splattered with parts of ya brain
if you dont wanna part with ya chain
become the dearly departed if you type up my name
i dont battle, i demolish, kwit with the dumb games
ya'll are just bleach marks on ya mommas blouse..bunch of unborn cumstains
she shoulda took you on the chin cuz facin' me you meet death
you shoulda' been in a waste basket wrapped up in kleenex
or chillin' in the bottom of a condom ima' problem
one verse make you bleed from eye sockets ears and nostrils