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While I suppose to B, It aint inpssible 2 Keep,
Knocking these treats to the path of diablolical,
To the flow of what the funk is mysterious,
Connecting 2 heads delirious, one cut, one irritable,
Waking up 2 the def jams of how I cant hear,
The sounds of the dump truck, explosions, free puppies mind in tears,
Recollecting speaker knockers no vacancy sign lit,
Administrations’ freedom 4 chalking fresh whip,
Hands of destruction, arms of wreaths, lands of maps, eyes of cheeks,
The madnesss of the flesh when 2 soles meet,
A tragic accident but no fatalities,
U ask why she not cripple, Its just hurt in mentality,
Negligence fictious dawn of the day,
Blood porch green chairs section 8 cave.
