The Rhyme Thread

then run to your moms crib and hit her with the steel heat.
make a pot of coffee and bust a nut in her bed sheets.
 
Jurhum said:
Though we broke and dimeless, we can't live our lives crimeless
the hate we feed off is just perpetrated through fabricated lists

If we speak and fight less, we can give our knives rest
the hate you speak of is just birth related to dumb agitated tricks








:thumb: ?
 
Levendi said:
But my success led me directly to my arrest
And now only God can get me out of this mess...









:thumb:

Check out my fake breasts, they're just an illusion
Like you calling to God means your world's in confusion
 

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