Boethiah's Calling

by coldemergence

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is there any more to this? this what you call happiness? i expected more than this tomb i thought there'd be so much to see hangin onto empty dreams take me to the ocean where it's blue i wake up feelin empty go to work another day come back home and go to sleep
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boethiah's calling got the blade from mephala feel the wrath of dagon malacath got my face of rage on walk in my work with an a to the k push his brains out his face i got nothing but hate for this place and this race to get money while i'm making nothing will lead to me cowowrker hunting expect me to follow a manager? damn expecting respect from an amateur? damn these hollow tips bitch ain't no canisters man, i'm leaving no gods and no managers fuck all these managers i'm working fingers to bone none of these faggots can close i swear i'm alone this job got me drinking alone kill the whole fifth of patron i'm staying at home going postal on a sunday just to come and cash checks on a monday what you fat fucks know about gunplay hash house: where the shots served gourmet
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Satan(?) 00:47
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coldemergence robbin bitches for their gucci purses she got a big back end like a fucking hearse and she don't even speak english but she on my penis rockin royal fabric call me beatrice these dudes flee when they see and hear my trunk bumpin yeah i'm a white teen you know im bout to shoot somethin she givin head like isis sick like hepatitis flexing all gold like midas not to be crass bitch i like your ass bitch come over here and put that pussy on my lap bitch we smoking gas bitch don't call me dad bitch i'm a priest and you a boy welcome to mass bitch
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Drinking syrup outta solo cups I been leaning all day like my elbows up Ass fatter than a semi truck And she suck me while her friend throws up I been gone off the percs and the acid Fucking 4 girls like a young Charles manson Speakers still bumping that sabbath Brains off the axis 10 grand stashed in a mattress 10 caps wrapped in the plastic Chilling at the mass just to flick blunt ash at the pastor now this young bitch calling me master got a white bitch calling me master spanish bitch twerkin on me off casper black bitch grind on me like thrasher don't slow down bitch go faster don't slow down bitch go faster fuck hoes like a young charles manson i got hoes like a young charles manson fuck girls like a young charles manson i take pills like a young charles manson take a seat i'm a young chris hansen
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i ain't fuckin less she lookin like a crackhead i ain't fuckin less her pussy and her ass fat and i ain't fuckin if her pussy aint a trash can in the rain soakin in slime all day i ain't fuckin if she rockin with the new wave i ain't fuckin if she stalkin up beyonce and i aint fuckin if she givin me a migraine i'm like wayne feelin like ice in my drink i like girls that steal shit kinda girl leave a bitch with her wig split kinda bitch to hit your nuts with a drill bit walkin round in a half off outfit i like a bitch that rather do than mouth it i like a bitch that ain't the type to dry snitch i like a girl that speaks slow in low pitch with some nails like a left 4 dead witch
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can't flex with the tec cause the shit's not legal stayin in the dark cause i can't stand people can't keep friends cause they can't stand me gotta keep it lowkey ain't a choice in the matter it's either that or i hit that crack pipe makin hookers all hate life see i'm burnin up in that daylight when i see you pussies it's on sight ain't no name on the check blades on the crest silver on my chain and my neck
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red flames soakin the blade i'm a renegade great aether makin blood rain make em levitate my glocks speak to me in tongues when i need advice so i keep em twice at my sides when i'm dodgin vice opium hits my chest like a twelve gauge white mage shot up in my brain makes my spine shake i ain't stoppin at your watch and your purse my silk robes stay smellin like the back of a hearse i'll pick your ass off the curb and push you back in the dirt i'm poppin pills like a motherfuckin regular nurse i'm cursed where i feel the pain of everyone that i've hurt so there's a thousand swords stickin out the front of my shirt got every witch tryna hunt me pigs tryna bust me and every sadomasochistic bitch tryna fuck me but i don't need
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i'm sliding on pheel the phonk that's my favorite song i'm tryna fuck you and your friends like i'm genghis khan my bong filling up with blood up while i'm smokin rocks these blunts wrapped with wood glue and some bloody gauze she know i eat people yeah she know i eat people she know i eat people shawty know i eat people i'm like where my hoes at i need top quick i'm tryna find a bad bitch that i can drop kick i'm feelin nauseous and now the sun's down my stomach turnin up in knots from that comedown i'm like bitch here let me give the rundown you gon get up in that trunk before they find out that you are mine now and i ain't talkin rape i'm bout to eat your whole stomach like some fuckin steak
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send me on em semi on em semi auto semi on em catch me chief keef drillin like a villain through your fuckin village bullets my religion got em grillin semi auto kill em bodies imma get em call up heaven with my mp7 extended mac-11 he feel threatened hittin up his reverend
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Trapping like the narco (narco) Got dope like Pablo (Pablo) Cut throat like Pablo (cut throat) Chop trees with the Draco (Draco) On the Nawf, got Diego (Diego) Saying hasta luego (luego) We'll be in wrapping kilos (ye) Snub nose with potatoes [Verse 3: Takeoff] Take-Takeoff No monkey in the jungle block hot like a sauna (hah) Bustas knocking on me, tryna weave with anacondas (fire) Jumpin' in the water, tryna sneak across the Waterglass (splash) Gotta seek guards out, got me bit by a piranha (ouch) I'll bag it, bag a money, know I gotta have it Savage, but I'm still a gentleman in Cali (Cali) Static, nigga turn to mean about the cabbage (uh) Kill his whole family if he run off with your package (brrrt!) I just put a pack on the way to Bogota (pack) Poke his eyes out, ain't no tellin' what he saw (poke 'em out) I'ma wire his jaw, I don't know if he will talk (wire jaw) Get the chainsaw and I'ma saw his legs off (saw) They knew that we was gang but they sayin' that we a ring (gang) Investigatin', takin' pictures of the whole team (DEA) Undercover, tryna do a sting 10 mil' on a plane, going straight to Medellin
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it's the return of the mummy it's the return of the mummy it's the return of the mummy it's the return of the staying strapped lickin blood off of my broken hands yall gettin mad and ya lookin like some bitches man i got no love for bitches and all you dudes are fuckin sad ya fans suck but your bitch is lookin hella bad these dogs follow like the pack on me (pack on me) so i ain't movin less that ass on me (ass on me) these straight bitches throwing trash on me but i ain't sad homie i keep that strap on me
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catch me noddin off poppin hella rocks feelin punk rock wearin hella locks i'm sid vicious on a bitch hit that ass raw i'm like a mascot i leave the mask on when i was young my momma told me never talk to cops nineteen now i'm rollin in some gucci socks i got a big glock sippin big voss bitch you look lost pumpin on the moss i eat that pussy like tunechi i'm a fuckin god i'm a fuckin boss gold inverted cross
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me and my bitch like cloak and dagger rep that shit like sailor saturn me and my bitch like cloak and dagger rep that shit like sailor saturn won't catch me speaking with your family acting friendly bein' nice bitches know i ain't the type because they'll know i'll start a fight yeah these social skills ain't nothing, man i pop some pills to shake some hands i need some guidance in the back to keep from acting violent, man can't fake respect for people bitch i'm evil no one feels like equals leaning in the darkness feeling nauseous pushing pins and needles if you ain't been through hell and back then you can't ride with me and i can't ride with you knowing you won't die for me
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bitches call me jack frost yo what that ass cost i'm a fuckin phantom thief i call that mask off put that fuckin lass on now she tryna mouth off i'm just tryna get some hoes like fuckin gaston hard like fuckin mastodon white whale lines off a bitch slipped her molly now she tryna suck the clit off that bitch gettin rich now my dyke hoes fuckin white hoes i take pills and i fight hoes just a night tho
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make me cry cause the darkness isn't as bad as the emptiness (coldemergence) god please haven't left my bedroom in a week got cobwebs forming on my knees dry mouth don't water at the thought of a drink quite as much as the barrel of an smg and i'm sad cause you ain't speak to me no more and it ain't looking so great for me no more my role feels like the clown i wear my sheets like a shroud i can't clear up the clouds i guess you reap what you sow i alternate between agony and emptiness now and zoloft start fucking up my memory now so i can't even keep track of when i'm taking em now i can't kick that my friends all afraid of me now and i just wish i had the energy to lacerate but i ain't even got the energy to masturbate so my razor blade is looking clean today haven't ate so the meds can't keep on the weight (phantom prophet) Hold my head down to my knees I feel weak Just threw up yet I aint eat in a week Critique all my emotions about you Anxiety make me out to be a freak All I think All I am All I breathe in that nicotine Life's a dream Holding on to the truth with caffeine Swanton Bomb into love's ravine Its obscene the way I desire to achieve the attention of a brown girl what can I say I wear my heart on my sleeve Yet I feel sleezy, uneasy Bout the way I come off so needy Feel like the 808s Yeezy All my poems a little bit cheesy I'm the master of reify A little bit cheeky Hide the feelings I have so deeply I fuck with impiety Know nothing bout a peace treaty Watch some porn thats a little bit freaky Right before I get all weepy I FUCKING HATE THE HUMAN SPECIES Aint an ounce of decency Gotta justify their morals legally Immediately bow down to hypocrasy Just blast me straight to Mars Space Oddity
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