spending calls on the occasional aspiration of faking . you must be. real reason you mad would be that you bad but you still cant trust me. damn what would lust be if you could trust me, but im like hammer now you cant touch me. im very artistic dont fit the frame of negro statistics that girl shot you down but my vest was ballistic. fairytale niggas shes chasin i call them fake like mary poppins. they claim they be stackin they claim they be clappin but couldnt rob from baskins the shit i imagine. she falls for the coupe and the droptop but the front and back door of a house leaking roof and a mouse is what i spot. floetry better than the simplest poet sip moet call in more jets then drop bombs over old debts while playing the most beautiful song using one fret -Kwuest
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 03:45:29 +0000
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