Blicky this blicky that

Everyone blicked up

Don’t misunderstand

I’m not about that life

I fear death

But come tests ma fears

We just have to find out who really about it

Fuck around, less see who aims it better

You better not think twice

I’m not dumb, I’m not invisible

So, I’m moving first

Father forgive me,

but I’ll lay a hundred brothers before I get layed

I don’t mind coffin shopping, as long as it ain’t mine

Call it self-love

I call it not dying.

It’s me, It’ll be me, It’s always been me.

For me, I’ll make a red sea,

Shit, I’m talking line ‘em up, questions later

I’ll do whatever for me

I’ll make a red puddle,

Like yo, is that even a question?

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  • Good work

    • I do not know what to tell you.I perfectly understand what you mean.Life around me is also like this, but my heart says something else.

    • i guess sometimes one has to look over their back always, and they adapt to what life requires of them, kill or be killed, and for me, being in that position, I won't let myself be killed. it's wrong, but it's what has to be done. (but idea itself is also true in competitive environments, winner takes all, so in that situation, its better, in my opinion, to do what is required to win, even if it hurts others.) Obviously the stakes have to makes sense, other wise, I'm just an evil person.

    • AudiotoolMan, perhaps you are right? Being alone doesn't sound fun.

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