break the bond, skillet, kill it, with the apron on, vagabond, heavy clothes, blood spilling, can’t clot, clocks broke, like a bond villain, brawn ripping, prawn cocktail sipping, flow dumb, blond women, like a stud do it with no feeling, put holes in the head that’s krillin, my flow mill, grind for the bills, early photos so many steals, nursery homies act hard but cry over a coco spill, on the window still, but I guess that got appeal, i been no, blue bill, this real, putting my essence on paper like a emo kid slit wrist spilled, slap my ego like sit still, till the beat six filled, stay fresh long, air sealed, make the world burn like lit bill, destruction my seal, you know money make the world go around so i give a hoe a pound and her world turned around, in the morning let me leave don’t turn around, don’t turn around, i just burn in the furnace now, furniture layered by dust in the castle where i wear the crown, don’t turn around, don’t turn around, only care about the turn around, take a round, look around, take a round, look a round, suddenly you the only left around, i’m a warlock, pussy be my familiar, xerox rappers be star material, ewok and vultures for scraps and bubbly, world of material, hope you choke on your cereal,i ’m serious, piruette myself away from these periods, that stop to admire their own murials, get me away from this time period, period, nefarious, nosferatue, when they try to bury us, holes in the soul, here digging hoes like gofers, like tiger as a golfer, was good but now i’m fucking up, god giving me chances but i’m like no sir, no sir, no thanks, flank the enemies from both banks, trying to get away from these bars shawshank, driving on a lane no hands, tears and pain in the tank, like baby driver, I juw5 want that million dollar baby hillary swank,

4 horses in a row, on top 4 men, a woman closes the window, I tip the hat mutter, no rodeo, mam, hollow glance, 4 friends at the four front, dressed highnoon, morning though, ernesto, laughs, morning oh romeo, he goes red, scarf linen sweat striken, with the vest bullets, six shooters, easy to grasp like presto, with it homies go soft like a bowl of pesto, grime tobacco, hat low, he thinking about mary, lou, and how her hair glow, in the sun, sky blue, a flower in bloom, devoured by doom, looking through the aim of the gun in hand, he whisper boom, heavy breaths from no name, his eyes exclaim, hatred that'd make a strong mans next strain, voodo doll in his front pocket, a figure of himselfs, he pricks hoping to feel pain, disappointed by the same, after that one night he wasn’t the same. Pursuit ended, found em at a oasis, flick the sick shooter wake it from it’s statis, finger on the trigger, there dazed at the shitter, unlucky sitter, gun shots, a blaze of glory, naw just a homie dead, with a downed zipper, sound emit, down, to the cottage, no name, shouts, shivers, and doubt, ernesto with the molotov straight in the house, romeo at the door, shot a homie in the jaw, teeth flew a far, no name got a bullet to the leg, to him like water luke warm, ran at the man, scared he broke form, neck choke, crushed thrakea, tried to shout leave me alone, but he was already gone, death sentence they won’t bury ya, please no, two shots around the heart area, romeo kneels at mary lou, gravel in her hair, teeth broken, i should have married you, rain clatters, he’s broken, he transform, no name smiles a storm brewing, I stare at the last one of us who met his ruin,

I love you, shit, I do, and it’s, breaking me apart, it’s breaking me apart, to bits, to bits, shit, the way you move, got me pausing like a interlude, heart tight like 8 by 8 room, and my strings are tuned, to play when you, cross by, i’m touched like a drive by, cross my heart, and hope to die, I tried to spit a hotline, laughter so i moved aside,, dial suicide hotline, you 1/10 tense, 4/10 perfect and the rest is magic, some say plastic, but that don’t make sense to me, see, I see you through love submerged, lenses, white picket fences, a little eccentric, our love would ascend, wars and the pain senseless, but I know you don’t sense this, so i guess i’m stuck in a frendship, watching paint dry, ships in the night go by, wishing i could get one more try, martymacfty,