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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
Whether I’m spitting something retarded
Or half way decent yet guarded
I’m still hitting the margin
Fuck you critics
I beg your pardon
The way I speak unleashing heat defeating you sucker emcees
Picking you off quicker than Huckleberry Finn did Cherry’s on Trees/
Let the option be more about monopoly
Rather than bettering society/
Thinking gaining notoriety
You can be a propriety with multiple options G/
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my cycloptic options topple leanin Pisas
meet this evening's speaker
the author of common problems botherin bleatin ducks
speaking of peace is easy enough
but will you feed your enemies bleedin in front of your loved ones?
troubled times have come
and I don't wanna be one of the last ones
CHI's highland wonder, but without Chris or Sean I managed to piss on lawns
position my pawns to disarm the viscious dissedents against the gods
pretend it's gone, I didn't get this strong liftin straw
my inner figures predicted the trip would be long
so I penned the Necronomicon
skeleton politics with a swift collectivist fist and impeccable chess references
his restless gift reckless with scripts
his pen, a hellish imp dealin death in the IL-est depths of corrections