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hit you where you talk wit..mass repper
every gun collecter..make your life end movie director..face it something basic..swollow blood here's a punch to chase it..your future
erased kid..memmories ,dreams fade away in with the rainy days..suisidal thoughts..afternoons in courts..jobless..
no progress..moms is livin hartless..pops is dead..
place the gun to my foerhead..pop my noodle all over google..
.............flex --age 12
~Meatball~
guess who i saw..in a figure four..punk ass fosterc34..stop hatin..da beast has awakend..you dont want none..wanna know the
outcome..you will get out done..by a little man..gunz from pakistan..put you in a pine box
killed by six shots..im a youngen..stay stuntin..say somthin..homerun hittin..you be buntin..boston background..lost but found..
ima toss ya..eat you like the green monster..
its over bro..ima say it slow .. its time for you to go...
thinkin he tough
i keep toys that give chumps belly tucks
pucker up
and kiss the ass of the man that just passed
cause thats probably ya dad
punk bastard
u a poodle
have this dude strung out like oodles of noodles
my flow is feudal
think of me as blood cause everytime i spit a rhyme it flows right thru you
bitch who u
"my name is chaotic flex and
i like havin sex wit little girls
welcome to molester world"
homo bitch all u do its talk nuts
turn chaotic into mush
now he cream of cheddar
Meatball straight beast
bring thunder like weather
say cheese make his face mo crooked than eva
shoot me that somethin ull neva see
meatball stay fly
im floatin like a tropical fly
chaotic....well
hes at the bottom of the bottom
take a picture of my ass so u wont forget the bottom
plz son
u betta than i
i have u kidnap wrapped up and tossed in a bi
~The Chaotic Destroyer~
That everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out runnin in place, chasin the style
Be a lot goin on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be lovin the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and camoflauges
More than usually -- speakin loudly, sayin nothin
You confusin me, you losin me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary
Foolishly...(To Be Continued)
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass
Walkin the street, wonderin who they be lookin past
Lookin gassed with them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this....(To Be Continued)
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been runnin across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressin, there's never no in-between
We either niggaz or Kings
We either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in short bursts.....(To Be Continued)
Get yours first, them other niggaz secondary
That type of illin that be fillin up the cemetary
This life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't directed
That's why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed
Not live, we just excitin
Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin...(To Be Continued)
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the ca-me-ra survey
most of the things that we think, do, or say
We chasin after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the grave
I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm tryin to live life in the sight of God's memory
The End
not givin a fuck, stickin em up, rippin em up quick,
suck on my nuts bitch
shit massage the tip,
till I twitch a pissed off misogynist
and its really pushin limits
when these pussys and gimmicks
try to push me into position,
ill rush em into submission
fuckin duckin and hittin
upper cuttin and kickin
your fuckin nuthin ya bitches
i saw this missy through my window
she waved hello and i said lets go get some jello she said what a nice fellow i said i keep it mellow when i have sex with my pillow so we walked down willow holdin hands jackin off in my pants busta nut creamy goo down my leg what the fuck so i dump a fart like that fool named bart make her take a wiff of tha ganja spliff oaierjgoawje;dlfkjaoprsg
ill speak so crazy it will tear off your ear's ratio
they will fly away like Dumbo
and this weak dumb mother-fucker will ask
which way did they go
which way did they go
and i'll slap him like bitch it ain't your place to know
and if your a bitch then i'll rip off your eyelids
then i'll ask you what in bloody hell you see
cry me a river
no better yet a red sea
and then i'll chop your head off for disagreeing with me
and I ain't mary or moses but that's the prophecy
but i think u jus talking to your asshole,
thats good keep doing that,
next u suck ur own dick head,
owh ur mad,
thats o.k jus dont get sad,
o.k call mama she kud make u fill better
if she cant juz give her
to me
ill make a baby brother
for u to be happy