Thursday, December 8, 2011

i cripple spines and split ya lines, i slow down reality, just so you can't rip on time

spit a chalk outline
when I stock up parents swallowers
polish my nuts
yo affection is cash
you still can't afford to talk outshinin'
with service buying drenches on my knife

Vakill - Forbidden Scriptures

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