![]() ThroneA Poem by Stam
Running round crazy places
Luck is high produce the aces Winning was never a doubt Laugh at them who didn't give me a shout People love it when your back is against the rope All them losers didn't give me a hope Blood sweat and tears put me back on top Burst they bubble with a giant pop So still here sitting on my throne While all you crawl back under your f*****g stone © 2012 Stam |
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Added on June 25, 2012 Last Updated on June 27, 2012 Author |