you're doneA Poem by Hunter Zabbai
smoking sess to release stress from court unrest
overkill like going over the hill while poppin' pills in a purple dress sayin what you aint heard of yet I guess my words upset so f**k it jerking off in your fries and still collectin' a check so let me take a guess you think that im trying to impress so I can undress and f**k well shut up s**t I digressed lust to love for murder, murder her, a murderer in the eyes press win the prize for worst dressed but best verse, bet been studying for a long time, so I consider me a self-graduate super-duper flow like f**k the hoes that teeter toter like some flatulents coz of what my stature is, like i'm a platinum thizz, and they after this shrines up in my bathroom like they worshiping my s**t coz i'm over-legit, and the with the rawness that i spit all my loogies are cocaine boogies coz i got the perma-drips if you slip up, fix it, quick, be swift with your s**t and damn, can't believe i went a whole verse without f*****g saying b***h b***h b***h hoe hoe hoe s**t s**t s**t yo yo yo f*****g done say bye bye coz now you gonna die die die I'm addicted as f**k to drugs, like i'm playing black jack and never can bust, it's like i'm f*****g your girl and never can cum my life is in a rut, so I get high and fly six feet underfoot so many chemicals and remidol and tramadol oc oxymorphine, speed, trimspa and xtx acid shrooms air duster and your f*****g mother all things i like to abuse habitually and I hate women for they lack of mental capability, like some comprehensive handicapibility, how does a s**t live knowing she's a s**t, she's a f*****g s**t! a w***e getting f*****g torn up like porn for a few one nights stands and sucking for a blunt to her lips, but i smack a b***h we fucked, i ducked, chickens cluck, don't give a f**k, so what? getting this stress off of me i'm toking so much weed that i'm stealing yours like i'm on shopping spree like i raided your trap, aparment or home legally when i corrupt the youth to get an amendment saying i can do whatever the f**k pleases me, amazement never ceases b look at how fucked up i am but can never see the end But i'm spitting legit, and only quitters ever quit it's not effecting my s**t, i'm still on point with the whit, gun at the hip, driving in the whip, robbing a quicktrip, getting my dick licked shooting dice guys and getting nice smoking ice doing everything that gets me fucked up, here, give this a try
© 2011 Hunter Zabbai |
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