fucking with the talented Mr. Ripley all about the city summer of sam kid......... Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
that the bid of letting his new trend commence the trend of stupidity of immense, spread like a sickness all these skateboard hipsters be getting kicked-flipped just like a essay, move words out way like a indent wit the flow that comes within my soul, heavenly sended saying everything that i feel coming from my appendix ....
Message edited by Uncharted - Saturday, 09/Oct/10, 10:15 PM
regenerate every morsel once alive on my dinner plate/ like a phoenix being born with a new slate/ i carve out totem poles from the human flesh/ every wack mc'c head is hung from the totem's chest/
i ingest their hearts and package their limbs to sell them by the pound/ to the cannibals living downtown then bury them in the ground/ my new theme song
erikboyd60@hotmail.com
"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
i'll remedy this problem using my old relic/ it's a prosthetic penis to inject in your pathetic rectum/ long enough, from the back it can perform a C-section/ my new theme song
erikboyd60@hotmail.com
"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
we can laugh all day eating oysters and cocoa/ relax your mind speak in spanish while i leave you rojo/ in the face from seeing that our operation was no-no/ just another bad example of a saturday solo/
we can laugh all day eating oysters and cocoa/ relax your mind speak in spanish while i leave you rojo/ in the face from seeing that our operation was no-no/ just another bad example of a saturday solo/
so i go hang out with the hobo's and poke those bastards till they puke out change