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a dumb bell curve you're trying to tally All the way down to Shinbone Alley Streets are metacarpal and flesh of asphalt calm Buildings rise like fingers
the gauntlet of car alarms, no harps, no delusions of losing with something prettier than ash around the metacarpal still clutching the teddy bears, we can run
A modern day marvel But terrible better horrible When he grab the mic from son He crushed up all his metacarpals He said he ain't mean it totally by
of communication called cannons Dissertation with a makeover in camouflage makeup Light waves bend to the wake of bust Mics buckle with white knuckles, metacarpals
peripheral to a broken metacarpal Losing focus to the purpose I’m nervous What else can I say? I’m nervous.
Metaphysical with our metacarpals Motivation, keep me sharp You'll gaze all in amazement Light the fires as we soon depart The interactive
round our artifice Artificial lisps out of reticence Irreverent to the president Reset your risks set a precedent Metacarpals rest above the seventh fret
Pass me by I'm a hard headed bard, ya'll get it Bars all headed far or far from it I'm a subpar set of parts Like a pen fused to my metacarpals Harmful
garbled My words will send a jarful of severed third metacarpals Underground like playing dig dug 99 problems 86 fucks I'm a smith of words written
a lot, every single bus and carpool matters Work with my hands, every single metacarpal matters So if you wanna talk shit and then start to battle
consumed in the closure We've lost it Like caustic chemicals, flowing through faucets We wash our hands Only to find we've burnt them down To metacarpals
flourish, crumble, lest we are inveterate And I want to remain vestal, yeah But time takes its chopped up metacarpals Lets it groove We're after the night
Nine Metacarpals Lexicon like Dr. Strangelove You hate love Let's make love We'll feign love That's fake love We can ride it just the same like Major
due to Questions of grand larceny three-D printed carbon fiber Cartridges carving channels Through your armory Metacarpal scaring from The constant
Sharples once it touches metacarpals So duck to watch the darts flow, bust, let out to dust impartial The rapper bumrushed the stage, charged to let his
Mao said to read too many books is harmful Mind is from Harvard My heart is blacker than charcoal Hold the pen so tight, damage my metacarpals Y'all
Mao said to read too many books is harmful Mind is from Harvard My heart is blacker than charcoal Hold the pen so tight, damage my metacarpals Y'all
A modern day marvel but terrible Better horrible When he grab the mic from son He crushed up all his metacarpals He said he ain't mean it, totally by
Or when the tick hid itself somewhere deep below What we could see under your metacarpal bone You saw blood And said you didn't mean to inconvenience me
and metacarpals / My fist’s shining in the dark / My flesh is so weak / There’s no fucking doubt about / Sipping all these beers / In front of a loading bar /
Hook me up with a payment plan that I can afford Tug this needle The bottle cut my lateral-most metacarpal It recoiled and wound itself around A bone in
need you tonight?) Pause your part, you're not actually startled That I've got a target on my metacarpal Take the brown paper from the bottle (Toss out
the metacarpal Knuckle or barstool I tell em whatever not sorry Hip hop my life Still I've been living this life since I was a kid Hungry, seeing my ribs in love
Snapping and breaking your metacarpals In a carpool In a minivan and letting every one of Them motherfuckers get a chance to break wood Like bar stools, aye
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