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Eternal Member
Join Date: May 2006
Location: Daytona 500
Posts: 334
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dark matters get scattered once i start my chit chatter
gather light and disperse across the universe from before, hence forth and hereafter splatter subparticles when i spray without delay cause havoc on prodigies who are suspect gay deluxe juxx with steel nun-chucks be the forte Son Ray blind guys engulfed in my dope crochet clay animation hate-ians be debatin' on my existence not a genie but a G with a hollow bottle ready to make it happen if you rub me with persistence found senseless if ignorance you rep when puffin' the piff considered a hostel if you don't acknowledge the gift nggas get David Blaine'd when that THC invades my brain Criss Angel couldnt get even float out my scope the aim's insane told you cosmonauts spot the design when dimensions i climb before the age of nine i inhaled the sands of time and while spinnin' been spittin' that God Cipher Divine...
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"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood) "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500) |
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