Whiteboy X
Call me clean stamp,
I burn my brand on the devil with holiness.
yea, I said it and it remains. Watch the smoke sizzle
to a sign that says "Fear God". Biff. Low and oppressed doesn't
mean take the devils bs: belittling seriously.
now I bend metal bows, not on a christmas gift but as a "miss" gift from Christ.
Psalm says the enemy shoots arrows proverbs says I'm worth more than two
sparrows.
Who holds down the whole town with a gold crown?
Have a bold pound you sold ya soul for an old frown on a cold clown.
"SAY WHAT NOW" may your ear bleed. Your feet in water and you is
what the electric chair need. Needs. Need!- ebonix/ who's a N.L.?
you play ice honkey too? I heard that reGreztsky! thats N.H.L and the only
HOCKEY
I play is tonsil wit wifey. Back to where I do my shopping at-
National Liquidators- Gods makes it rain then strikes the nations with lightning,
so forget the E.C. Electric chair? no your Extra Ciriculer activities on Exempting
Color with Exagdurated Calculations on who I love!
Copyright © Jason Whyms | Year Posted 2007
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