Sweet Buttabean Jellayroll Posted May 13, 2007 Share Posted May 13, 2007 Slam my fist in2 water and cause level 8's// - - jack knives into moons and they bleed for your strife// - - play 5 card montey, with tarot cards in vegas// - - we habitually sin like current NFL playas// - - bust in ya broad mouth and she spit up fantasies// - - mah semen encrypted with dead prophets DNA channel B// - - i hold bricks of C4 that explode on contact// - - tha black backpack hold that big black mack designed to bomb back// - - we unhuman, cybergenic clones of dead nations// - - call us ermac , we waited so long we bled pateince// - - n got a appitite for danger cz we sniff led paint chips// - - who want what! we levitate in space over area 51// many men want us dead look at 50 come// - - i got no beef, whats beef when you aint human?// - - whats death when all you smell is dead bodies fumin// - - Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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