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A single objection....or so.....

Jay_Arel

Bluelighter
Joined
Aug 1, 2004
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Location
Hazleton, PA, for now.
Ecstacy, object with me
I've come to a whole to subject with me
I thought this life would not mess with me
Now I"m back to relax, please subdue me

I thought a time I would run from all rhymes
This back packing hippie cut out some lines
So we hit it then split it like a hook on a crime
Then fuck it, beat her to death to oblidge

I'm a sick fuck, with no luck, to survive
So I leave you now with a thought, so don't cry
I'm not a nut, a psycho, or a guy
I"m a fucking asshole who's sick of my life

So before you get knocked out
Get a rock and buck out
Smash a window or two
Then just show the world how

You're finally a man
So best stand on both hands
Cause if not don't come back
Or you're beat you to the ground

Fuck it, I'm above it
I'm sick of this shit
there ain't no more love bitch
So roll off, I'm sick

This aint no fucking carnival
And I ain't no fucking clown
So back up off my tolerance
And put your ass on the ground

You don't belong like Jackson
So back off 'fore you get a quick slappin
Now you're about to get rolled
So lets go, fuck your dough

Fucking pussy
I want a swordfight
Like in the movies
But here on bluelight

So behave and relax
Take it back to the facts
The world still revolves around us
We let nothing astound us

So grow the fuck up
Cause the show still ain't stuck
Try to make it to the end
The last bit, try to fend.....

Good luck.....................one.
 
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