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Zero chills Poping pills Month 9 panctured belly Baby never made it Mama still shaking booty Thursday reaggae Still lit she feel Someone call Dr dolittle I got a litre of baby bloody juice Lit mamma,s litter Littered by the lit mama Little she knows Pappy needs answers The child of destiny Denied to rise God,s messager Decided to pull a driveby Cold dead flashed in the sewer Into the sewer it goes All its dreams down the sewer Mama saw it as **** Just another cycle Menstrual juice she saw Her body her rules Her booty they drool Not ready Deffinately bouncing back Under the mat The dirt goes Ostrichy in the sand Heads down Mama is ahead Perfectionist in heads Taking it hard Lit she says Only remember He laughs last laughs loudest The service provider Comes pretty soon Earthly bridal you are Chosen by earthlings Down you will go Consequencies must face Trust me Papa will get you Good he will get you

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Date: 7/3/2017 3:15:00 AM
Captivating from first to last line Francis. Brilliant.
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FRANCIS NZIOKI
Date: 7/3/2017 12:28:00 PM
Thanks elizabeth straight from my heart
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FRANCIS NZIOKI
Date: 7/3/2017 12:28:00 PM
Thanks elizabeth straight from my heart