Pain As a Hobby Ix

I need a page break If you keep reading you’re about to catch bird flu It’s changing seasons all around you Sit back the words are causing your body to react You feel like a woman going through menopause Cold to hot Pause for a moment Did I ask for your opinion? Wait! Rewind! Did I ask for your opinion? Relax I got this homs [short for homies] for the next ten minutes or so Scientists just figured out the missing day that was described in the bible This is a rare event I should sell tickets Go tell everybody you know Tavarus is in rare form I have reached my zenith Come see my mount of transfiguration This is a great time to grab Your woman’s arm before she gets moist And leave the show Because when she gets home She may jump your bone But it comes with a price. She’s been thinking about me all night! Once I’m done with this verbal karate You’re going to feel like you got your ass kicked If pressure bust pipes then you better call the ambulance I hope yours are not rusted What’s the prognosis Fatal. “Well, sir it seems your girlfriend died from a massive heart attack. What were you two doing?” But, meanwhile, she is kneeling before the King confessing her sins, “yes, Lord that’s the best ****** I ever had!” I’m feeling enlightened and it is not the end of the Mayan’s calendar yet. 2012 let me illuminate something for you You could dabble in secret societies for money and power But I have connections with the most High that has all power And disperses to whom He wills Lord’s willing I’m making my point Tired of playing nice with you folks Giving me bulls*** all my life and telling me it is peanut butter Sorry I don’t like the taste and I take my apology back You can hardly stand up so covered up in the s*** business I can smell you years away “Damn, who is he talking to and why is he so angry? He needs to be censored.” You mean other than growing up on a block called Rutland Street in Opa Locka Well, you really don’t read between the lines and dumber than I thought The words have radar and heat sensors and they find their rightful owners This is “operation repo” Give back all your doctorates I’m trading them all in for thinking caps Man up, learn how to think for yourself And not believe everything they tell you Pain as a hobby I’ll let you know when I’m through. You can finally call me TavarustheGreat!