Spitting crap that’s all the same
Insanity is sane
Laughing with the giggles in the toxic Mississippi
Eating a tray with food immemorial
A Mercedes AMG in flames final engine sounds diminished
Taking a stab in the dark with no target
Creating mayhem, she whispered “amen”
I’m no angel, angry angst
Suck my cock, angel
He ducked death then ran home to burn his superiors
melted bosses’ blood in bowl of Frosted Flakes
mug contained coffee on some other shit
his chair collapsed when weight arose
stopwatch, wrist, eyes STARE at it
Ground game will sinkhole the masses for doubting Moses
Insulting thoughts unspoken but written – hidden ready
Spook the Spock ran fast like halos dashing
Spring in time to rain CONgrats – brats on mats wear hats while molested
Fuck have you invested?
Shut the door and let doom happen, clapping ass, cheeks on red
Holy HELL it happens earthly not divinely
Get hit by lighting on an island smiling
Sad blues are cherry reds disguised as faggots.
Choke the metal nigger burner till it kills a niggard streetly
Charismatic bombast put a body builder on BLAST
Shoot to heal, Simon said to mutes cooly
Typing hot, Soap Dish killed the Equator at Large
Belt swings on ass bare
Catch a tiny little bird in mid flight and bite its fucking HEAD OFF
Munch on it and then spit it out into the face of defeat
Blood sprays, the mist is light red
Emasculate her pretend man
Then fuck her in the ass like an elite savage
Her melancholy whimpers are jazz notes to my audio receptors
Sit her on my lap, see I leave her no choice
Stuff my cock in her mouth to muffle her sweet voice
You can tell she wants it cause her pussy is wet like the front
I get shown very little love like a child molester
“Mom! I think Jose killed the health inspector!!!”
Yeah I did
I shot a kid in his upper and bottom lip
Like soccer I did it for the kicks
I’m posessed by a blessing gone bad
Imagine the Prophet Mohammed getting raped by an ogre
Imagine me getting killed by a retarded ass jihadist
I’d put one in his head to crucify his mind before he detonates
Imagine the Prophet Mohammed left for dead in his own vomit
Getting away with it, going off into the sunset
Watching the universe from the corner
of my eye and it’s cringe worthy.
I fell into a pit ill
Equipped but I’m expected still to rise.
As no surprise.
Exhaling angst in puffs of venom.
Flowing free with no concern.
The world turns like people’s backs on you.
Finding solace in seclusion
As always my illusions
Illustrate a way
to propel an upper class intrusion.
Left for dead in essence
Voyeuristic types relish remote distress
Like 9/11 jumpers but in slow motion.
Feeling the earth
Rotating as cycles of frivility progress.
Perverse is your stance and it hurts you real bad.
I guess I’m the new age savage in this brave new world
Judged prematurely like a
Greed and vanity are blinding
Like splash and dash of acid to the facial
How much can a single mind take?
read like Old Spice.
How I like my ice?
If I am a demon, I must be an incubus
In elementary my computer teacher
his name was Mr. Habus.
He would make us do a ton
of boring stuff.
Some of the boys they’d
open another browser and look porno up.
Me I wasn’t born broke as fuck
but broke enough.
Telling a 9/11 passenger
not to board the plane
Boards anyway and flies into a flame.
Tick tock, tick tock
looking down at my thick cock.
Psychopathic with the grisly magic
She fucked a coward and had a coward’s baby
Fuck the world – it’s shady like me
Hang a motherfucker called Spike Lee
with the strings of his Ni-Kes
Choke a grown man out under the dead moon’s light
This motherfucker cannot get up and fight
If this were anarchy I’d dress up to kill
Fuck the world – because it’s shady – like me
Shoot him in the head and then shoot her in the pussy
Shoot him in the eye and then shoot her on the nipple
Shoot him in his belly button and then shoot her in the dirty asshole