A stab at being creative (bleh)

Aug 16, 2009 13:03

Choking to death on bitten words,
of self denial and non-repent.
Relinquish the verb of no forget,
pretending it's not forgotten.

Damaged core thats filthy, rotten.
That light can't seem to penitrate.
Rustic law that suffocate,
An advocate of shame.

BREAK IT DOWN Y'ALL

*cypress hill*

Do my shit undercover now it's time for the blubba
blabber, to watch that belly get fatter
Fat boy on a diet, don't try it
I'll jack yo' ass like a looter in a riot
My shit's fat, like a sumo, slammin dat ass
Leavin yo' face in the grass
Cause you know, I don't take a duro, lightly
Punks just jealous cause they can't outwrite me
or kick that style, wicked, wild
Happy face nigga never seen me smile
Rip dat main=frame, I'll explain
A nigga like me is goin insane
Previous post Next post
Up