Toxic

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MidKnyte

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(Venomous, toxic, in my life, i feel like im, dying inside, and i gotta get out of this
I'm too dire to die today, yea oh wo)

The creatfull mind of a wonderful kid who's emotion can kid you
Being fucked with lotion and trojan, put the masks on it fits you
A lip to my dick, i'll bid to that like
A tit to tat, talking this and that, Mr rat (haha) can get hit with a mac, no cheese, oh geez
He's coming back, sky is black
I'm back and bad, more than I Have ever before,
My rhymes are good sound-making hitting the floor is the only way you'll be able to say That
Your ground-breaking for sure. shit, i can't even make the pussy purr, and mercy turns, to Me
In a bunch of urns, gloomy, as it burns, a lunch of concerns
I'm eating yall up, a punch and bunch of shock rocks, and clocked in that glock that's Cocked
When i smoke the tree like a fern, i yearn to earn help
I learned to insert dominance and a herd of hurt then empower with the power of self
Damn, i really thought i was slick
Slipping and dicking the tip of my dick until im sticking the tip of my dick in my bitch
F*ck
I guess i should just-, not quit! (haha) quid, she wants me to change, i told her
"Baby i'm a dollar, i can be a penny, dimes or a quarter for you"
This is how i wage my rage and take it out, I'm a baller
I can time these plenty of rhymes shorter than usain bolt's bank account. they told me

I told em were to toxic, i know we can't stop it,
Venomous, toxin, where to toxic, (toxic, toxic toxic) (toxic, toxic toxic) were just to toxic (Toxic, toxic toxic) (Toxic, toxic toxic)

Damn, I'm alive, but i feel like I'm dying inside, how every time
They won't let me try to rise to the top
Before they knock me down to my demise, i been spreading lies, about how ima drop Two singles
Tears about to trinkle, well this album Finna be a surprise!
(Resend the revenge)
Before i get the syringe to singe your eyes, MidKnyte, might die fighting, take the risk
Lighting the way through the mist, y'all a bunch of fakes and snakes, from me
All y'all hiding! i see her cake, I'm tr put a bun in that oven, i bake it, then on it, i put the Icing!
My mind is shocked every fucking day, put me in a phase, in a daze, in a trance, in Sweatpants
When the sun blazed and glazed! respect women, that's just how i was raised
If i call a bitch, a bitch then to me, that's what she was that day
I ain't no simp, but i'll be submissive, now they don't sound cool does it?
But behind doors, i know all of y'all, cause mischief. everyday, I'm losing my mind
I am the kind, to go to every limps to find you, i will die, trying to get to you
F*ck, you know what they told me? actually

I told em were to toxic, i know we can't stop it
Venomous, toxin, where to toxic, (toxic, toxic toxic) (toxic, toxic toxic) were just to toxic (Toxic, toxic toxic) (Toxic, toxic toxic)

Every night, i dream, to find love and fight for it, it seems, might be a little bad
But not as you deem it be, as i redeem the chance
"Maybe if i had the physical and lyrical obedience, i would be obedient, and feed the Idiots
What they want to hate", in the sense of my mind, I'm penniless
Tap in what's happening, little experimental guinea pigs, but I'm just keep
Bombing like osama, bin laden, been laden with ramen
Living under a rock in the barracks like obama, drama
Caught between a rock and a hard place, i put the the er in "suff" like trauma, mama Don't doubt me
Don't talk shit about me, quadruple digits and commas in my bank account
Don't you ever talk shit and put down the weight about me. what about me? I'm better And proudly, happy and I'll Say it loudly, cloudy days
In a stage of depression, thick anime bitches, I only eat ass, that's a pussy oppression
In this session a possession, of resentment, please, pretend that i care
I'm too dire to make this work, that's too fair, pop a solar flare in the air
As a firework, my surf it, and interpret my turf as a surface of hate, but wait
That's too far, and too late, the game is mine now, right now, I'm holding it in my hands
Like her breasts on her chest, I confessed to my sins, in the chow hall, now I'm blessed With death
Since birth with this curse on day one of earth
I yearn for a verge and a surge of help
But I just get critiqued for every fucking last thing
I do because last thing, I need you, to do, is being, truthful, with me and you
Rock it, and cock it, in a glock in market, spark it, sticky debacle, tar pit
Mark it and aim at our target, and start this, sharpness, I box it
We are so fucking, toxic

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