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It hurts, but I never show this pain youll never know
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit Ive become, my backs against the wall
When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream Fuck em all
Man, it feels like these walls are closing in
This roof is caving in, up its time to razor-thin
Your days are numbered like pagers and
My book of rhymes, got em cookin, boy
This crooked mind of mine got em all
Shook and scared to look in my eyes
I stole that fuckin clock
I took the time and I
Came up from behind
And pretty much snuck up
And butt-fucked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
Fuck this fame, that aint what
I came to claim but the game
Aint gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another Ima make these fuckin haters believe that
I swear to God, wont spare the rod
Im a man of my word, so your fuckin heads better nod
Or Ima fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody
Sleep on me, that pillow is where your headll lie
Permanently, bitch, its beddy-bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die
My head is swole, my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal
Im unstoppable, incredible
Hope youre trapped in my medicine ball
I could run circles around you so fast your fuckin headll spin, dog
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives
Ill fuckin
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit Ive become, my backs against the wall
When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream Fuck em all
Man, it feels like these walls are closing in
This roof is caving in, up its time to razor-thin
Your days are numbered like pagers and
My book of rhymes, got em cookin, boy
This crooked mind of mine got em all
Shook and scared to look in my eyes
I stole that fuckin clock
I took the time and I
Came up from behind
And pretty much snuck up
And butt-fucked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
Fuck this fame, that aint what
I came to claim but the game
Aint gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another Ima make these fuckin haters believe that
I swear to God, wont spare the rod
Im a man of my word, so your fuckin heads better nod
Or Ima fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody
Sleep on me, that pillow is where your headll lie
Permanently, bitch, its beddy-bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die
My head is swole, my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal
Im unstoppable, incredible
Hope youre trapped in my medicine ball
I could run circles around you so fast your fuckin headll spin, dog
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives
Ill fuckin
Annons
Alexander-za
Tue 3 Aug 2010 23:10
How much dmg can you do with a pen?
Du tar en, så sätter du den i näsan, sen slår du ner huvudet mot t.ex. ett handfat så att pennan går rakt upp i hjärnan så dör man en smärtfri men effektiv död. Så mkt kan man göra med en penna om inte mer :D
Du tar en, så sätter du den i näsan, sen slår du ner huvudet mot t.ex. ett handfat så att pennan går rakt upp i hjärnan så dör man en smärtfri men effektiv död. Så mkt kan man göra med en penna om inte mer :D
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