Life came to a halt
hit the brake pads,
I’m surrounded
by people with fake laughs
I hate that,
jumping hurdles
to leave my circle
every morning I break fast,
trying to keep it together
but I’m breaking bad,
shattering
being sincere doesn’t flatter me
I rather be
the dildo and battery
your girl is straddling,
snakes rattling,
you’re battling the best
once you hiss
I’m stepping on your necks,
spitting flames
they call me Armageddon,
the tat on my back
will match the one my arm is get’in,
no life after death
I’m a harm to heaven,
scars are spread’in
I’m far from bend’in
I tear apart when I’m pen’in
that’s why
my bars are legend.

5th Day




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