Shut Down
I'm shutting **** down
control alt delete
So many soldiers in my city
I patrol all the streets
Leave these *****es hung up
Like when a phone calls complete
If I ain't messing wit u
It's cause your so small, petite
Like a cold broads physique
that'll go & jog but don't eat
I melt these bastards faster
than a snowball in heat
Keep my eyes open at all
times I don't fall asleep
I always stay afloat
old logs in creeks
Like where's Waldo discrete
If you hide I'll go seek
Serve you busters
like time for super ... Bon appetite
Copyright © Brandon Haynes | Year Posted 2012
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