When I enter the center and step to the plate/ my demeanor is obscene-er than Misdameanors on tape/ Stopped smoking on fraw- hose,switched to the vapes/ Nuttier than a squirells turds that I kick on a hake/ I meant to say hike that,slipped thru the take/ I'm demented when I drop a sentence that's great/ a sentence that breaks,the firmament at its gates/ surface of this Terra firma is strate/ that's observable ...wake/ the birds at at the break/ of dawn til the day has come and sun is gone/ better hope the tranny in your wip hummin strong/ even when I'm going you know I'm still comin' on/ the Apollo missions and the hubbles wrong/nonsensical telescopic lenses ,I'm off the hinge/-'es ,oranges, four inch door hinges and more tension than a witsit convention during an eclipse in, the fact and fiction, actual descriptions and contradictions, /---- I'm at my wits end with these nitwits when/ the internets been,makin' these heads spin/ I'm scrapin' for leverage,I'm wasted from sex with/ a chick that's naked and pregnant/ what a head trip,doin leg lifts in the bedroom/----------------This game is dangerous, it's plane as day gets/ I'm stained with the blood of the saints kid/ it's the same old same shit/ I'm going down the drain quick,the rain drips/ on the inside of my wood grain prints / as I'm switching lanes in,the grey whip/ I'm tainted, and depraved and anguished/ and still not the vague-ist,clue to arrange this/ piece of the puzzle, it keeps me puzzled/ on the same team when we speak in huddles/ but when the snaps fumbled that's trouble/ 5 o'clock shadows past the scratched stubble/ I laugh at the hubble,telescope they sell you hope/ but they worship the devil goat/ but I'm on another level so,you'll never go/ to the place I'd rather show/ you than tell you, the old you / the swell new,what's held you/ to your word as you swerve and repel through/ the so called hell hole , my boy, I tell you.....jeez leweez - zist christ/ I'm a do a mic drop, and leave the mic/ ayite -------------- Soooo sad, to see Jeransim get bought out by the Tera Fiction---- the Tera Fiction.......ball lickin', angels that have fall-in , sooooo longggggg thennnn...against all logic, I can't call it/ these fake pretenders have gone retarded/ or maybe they were paid off,it's all good/ it's all bad it's all fact/ it's all fiction, it's all contradiction/ it's all makin' sense when, it's nonsense and off the hingezzzz....off the topic bout to pop a socket/ I laugh at Space X and mock the rockets.....Please stop it..fuckin Nonsense....SPACE IS FAKE ..CUT the tape-------------- Rain rain rain keeps fallin' on my face----Flatttttterrr Daaay. SAINTS.....IM jusssss sayin' though........
FlatNasty
