Gangster wit it

Jack grew seeds in the ash of war,

Watered them deep in his father’s gore. Climbed the stalk with blood on his hands,

Didn’t find giant- just butchered lands.

Skulls in piles, thrones of bone, screams the echo in undertones. A harp that weeps, a goose that bleeds- and jack now walk on snapping knees. Shot the giant through the face, watched his brains paint outer space. Got that twenty something fire burning within, no time for sleeping, no time for doubt, gotta chase those dreams, gotta scream and shout, cracked pavement under worn out boots, another sunrise, same out old roots

Master race 1st place, joker, 4,5 and a ace no rest, but I rest my case, I set the pase, we embrace first place, don’t trip on your shoe lace, I tied them together you can do anything if you look good in leather but I still get em wetter, your mistress bakes me biscuits and i butter her, and eat my may to her heart and her pussy purrs when I pull them legs apart you would know where to start and I’m ready to finish, big guns like popeye, eatn all that spinich.

We eating the cruf in the sun together

Fresh tastes of summer, oh,

We’re having fun, gather round the table, let joy set us free, with every bite we’re sharing, life( repeat 9x)

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So here’s to summer, with memories we’ll find, each flavor tells a tells a story, treasure intertwined.