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SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
10-18-2011, 05:04 AM
reach in, pitch a flamer, relief the next inning
leave you stranded on third looking for danger
this how we round 3rd cough up a lung
and leave you swinging for the fences


Debate high rack the raps you track in paps I smear all over your girl's veneer
know i'm a beast roasting flows over hot stoves know the role u playing/
get opted out cha contracts by my contacts prom dates Amish crates famish fates
wanna late pass I graduated on date unlike your idols I was in the cute ripping ciphers/
spiking minds like punts you cunts trying to stunt in fries I grease with beast mode
selfishness get cha not worthy bitch
pitch the flames light cha mind on fire with my ethereal flame/
domes and dogs, dungeons and dragons roll a twenty die know how I fly
flowing wide eyed thinking you skped my lines when I sniped cha lines/
pylon prolong morphine vein splatter patterns rocking for too long
leaves bars hung on juries hung tighter than stains of cum on your wifes cocktail dress
that's in the laundromat, trying to rap with this while I macked that/
temp a beast back in the streets know what cha didn't see about me
I got cats from Louisiana dropping heat rocks leaving you pete rocked/
so when you hear the word Sheep Lord, don't dare and test a puerto rock lyrical
that cha sort of thought when I sort your thoughts were punched out and lost/


reach in, pitch a flamer, relief the next inning
leave you stranded on third looking for danger
this how we round 3rd cough up a lung
and leave you swinging for the fences