Or warship. watch as the storm hits. Shore shifts slightly
The Mighty are going to war with swords dipped in cyanide.
No survival guides, this an abortion
Y’all get torn to pieces while in a fetal position
Y’all fecal. I’m pissin on you until that shits illegal. A trick up my sleeve. Fo’...
bitches on my arms, my word is Bond, James couldn’t defeat, no.
a leisure stroll. This rhyme shit’s a walk in the park
Picnic, Cheese and some rolls. Its easy.
Fuck a threat. I’ll dance in the rain..
Sing in the wind. Cuz beating y’all was breezy.
No Rihanna. Who want that drama?
I’ll black the eye of a storm as i beat you with my um-ber-ella. Aaaayyyy