xx

someday i spit, like drops
but today i rock
a downpour terrential.
hard as hail
this Mary
on your knees say your prayers,
because the end is near and we cannot cease
the state of fear . please shed a tear
drop some beer double x let the grass feel the swig of your peps

i think it's time to spit like it's sink or swim
i just cannonablled into the deep end
comin undone
like the seams to a hem
and ahem excuse me it seems
w shear ingenuity
if i could rap a top a beat and lock it down
to make ends meet
i would and at the end
greet God.
w
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on the stretch w/ an extra x to my factor.
straight edge like a chiropractor
spine ...ironically im alligned
w the design to crack minds
straighten up like the jacket, running blind and attack it
expose hidden signs that foreshadow distant times
futuristic visions, that glisten till we're near blind