Perverted spits, seems like a pussy squirted
So mystic in my artistic raping linguistic
Take sadistic words and make them realistic
I count to three starting from four before five
Survive the count remaining alive and thrive
Fight like Arturo Gatti on top of all charts
Rest In Peace!, we'll keep you in our hearts
How come death comes and never goes
It stays in our life, Ending it! "I suppose"
An overdose of fame, changes your name
You don't remain the same, it's a shame
How big people do big things, end up little
In the end we all end up crushed like a beatle
So what the fuck's life? why should i know?
Just the distance between to points,
On the axis of time's infinite time flow
Hope i'm not spamming or smth
... a feedback would be great. Thanks! peace out!
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