Fvk Texas

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Fvk Texas

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Life so much no longer surprised Adam Unless I force hard lights on all my [99?] habits Hop off my human-size hyena, drop baggage And ash out on a face full of sunset Slowing the roar in my chest full of generally civil unrest [Nevertheless?] riddles my neck with nod and infects [?] that spills ink In the barb night bright blacks of how I think—or don't, these days Rapping pays very little in the greater scheme of humans doing it Per square inch of internet I wonder if ears have become less the window to the head Raw talk: I like my presidents dead Few weeks ago, white lady told me I'm allergic to bread I, of course blame the cops, one per cent, and water wet deep with lead I duel a debt to death and back again with them Burlap sacks for the flesh I took The best I look is at a merch booth Lost in thought about how complex the human eye is Poems are violent, but rappers get all the credit Go to see a lion, not the animal they fed it Fuck Texas Life is an overdriven ballet of banal and incredible exit That's right, I said it: Fuck Texas

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  • Doseone