YOU - Spoken Word V
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Third time... redid this twice... I... I don't know... there's somethin' wrong with it- I found but...
'This Ain't A Game.' "You are not prepared!" As of Loa to Göd as Klair, da loon, know it as pot to pan, knew a goner
As Bon is, knare, isn't perishin', long, or parroted Rotom in
Wrought narrative, Perret among all veritas, Tā on
Ain't as close, to a cat of me
You act as if fame's importance would bow up and add a peep?
And in fatuous for his peeps, his action be peaked poetry
More or less? As is, if you are Maddi I overwin you
Impulse as catty, tenuous, Abby approach his win
Doe in, Flore, inapt, massive, bourn, him? Massing a flow or
Taffy inordinate, sacky, enormous as four owe her, stabbing Horus, is "oh... we're who-" คาน; knower ardent, ordin, savvy bulk when importin'
Port in him, orifice, and ease, his gat and he holster it dormant
Morten, him, Orit, is, being patchy, eee, core, he is sober
Ebola bowl o'er colds
Or deviant, pullets evoked
Immediate torrents, a roar appeasing the force of em' Os
Don't confront me if you're of bawd, he behoof, body, ignore her
His move as foreign is switchin' through rubies polished and ornate
He moody, all of you broken in two, and tall as his soul is
Assume, Logic and Knxwledge? Proof you're not in the ocean
Bully in nice track; hard to believe
I saw em' as hardened, they spit in, Alma, and nah, I'm to be
The partying monster apart from Austi, he carve into being
Far than any college or partisan speech of the like
Just gettin' started; already made it
Big star in the makin', I mean art in the payment
Pained narks in the lake as small, harborin' hate
The call caught him in age, and his fate apart of his patience
Third time... redid this twice... I... I don't know... there's somethin' wrong with it- I found but...
'This Ain't A Game.' "You are not prepared!" As of Loa to Göd as Klair, da loon, know it as pot to pan, knew a goner
As Bon is, knare, isn't perishin', long, or parroted Rotom in
Wrought narrative, Perret among all veritas, Tā on
Ain't as close, to a cat of me
You act as if fame's importance would bow up and add a peep?
And in fatuous for his peeps, his action be peaked poetry
More or less? As is, if you are Maddi I overwin you
Impulse as catty, tenuous, Abby approach his win
Doe in, Flore, inapt, massive, bourn, him? Massing a flow or
Taffy inordinate, sacky, enormous as four owe her, stabbing Horus, is "oh... we're who-" คาน; knower ardent, ordin, savvy bulk when importin'
Port in him, orifice, and ease, his gat and he holster it dormant
Morten, him, Orit, is, being patchy, eee, core, he is sober
Ebola bowl o'er colds
Or deviant, pullets evoked
Immediate torrents, a roar appeasing the force of em' Os
Don't confront me if you're of bawd, he behoof, body, ignore her
His move as foreign is switchin' through rubies polished and ornate
He moody, all of you broken in two, and tall as his soul is
Assume, Logic and Knxwledge? Proof you're not in the ocean
Bully in nice track; hard to believe
I saw em' as hardened, they spit in, Alma, and nah, I'm to be
The partying monster apart from Austi, he carve into being
Far than any college or partisan speech of the like
Just gettin' started; already made it
Big star in the makin', I mean art in the payment
Pained narks in the lake as small, harborin' hate
The call caught him in age, and his fate apart of his patience
