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ART IS DEAD
Punch you in your eye
If you fuck up commit suicide
Suck up on my dick
I will swat you like a fucking fly
Chilling with my bitch
Like shout out homie undefined
If you talking shit
I will commit a motherfucking crime
I don’t give a shit
Bout yo momma or the fucking time
I already know
That that pussy cannot fucking rhyme
I put on a show
Like a clown like a fucking mime
You can sit and laugh
At the pain I fucking share online
Flash you with my tits
You see my fist it leaves you petrified
And I don’t give a shit
Bout the faggots that you idolize
Hit a ding dong ditch
On that bitch that be harming lives
I won't go and snitch
On my momma she will fucking cry
I dont even snitch
On the opps cuz they will fucking die
I dont even fuck
Wit the cops pigs can fucking die
Running wit a stick
Put a bullet in between yo еyes
Like a horror movie pussy lеave you fucking horrified
Art is fucking dead
But we kinda need that shit alive
If i can't express
I think god will make me fucking die
Holding in my semen
Pray to god that i will survive
Grandma up in heaven
If i fuck up commit suicide
Its that fucking month
Time to feel all my fucking pride
Bottle that bitch up in a closet
Then i push aside
Do not be afraid to express what you feel inside