Post by Flop on Nov 19, 2019 4:55:54 GMT -5
“Why?”
“Why? Why what, brother?”
“Why do allow them to see you as a fool?”
“Because brother of mine, first impressions last.”
“Better make them count, then.”
“Why? Why what, brother?”
“Why do allow them to see you as a fool?”
“Because brother of mine, first impressions last.”
“Better make them count, then.”
RJ Collins
Flop sees you
I don’t think we’ve met
I am not pleased to meet you
Why should I be?
Placed in line for television glory
Sorta like winning a daytime grammy
But it’s a trophy for self
Put in the cupboard
Keep it on display
So would do I now
Call you a cow?
Makes sense
Joliet is where you call home
You’re no Slammer
Not at all
But Joliet it explains your pounds
First home of Dairy Queen
But you knew that
Just talking some facts
Explaining why you’re fat
And Ugly - like Pizza
Face.
Take you to the Rialto
Hang out like Capone
Not friends
Have my way with you
Suffocate you in a cradle of filth
Put you behind red brick
Just like Samantha Kozac
No Tom Witzky to find you
Stir of Echoes
Estrella Luiz
Pequeña niña bonita
Lucious si quieres
Mantener los labios húmedos
Otro en el camino
Otro para ser llevado
Enterrado en una tumba poco profunda
Los caminos del mexicano
Problemas con las perras
Amigo al enemigo
Solo otra azada
Causa normal de una pelea de gatas
Realmente no me importa
Pero iré a las águilas, atrévete
Y recuerda esto
Los soplones obtienen suturas
El flop se asegurará de que estés cavando tu propia zanja
No necesito ser amable
No necesito decirlo dos veces
Cosas que harán que cualquier hombre haga locuras
Mujer
Dinero
Y
Poder
Estás en el camino en todos los frentes
Dar una buena acogida
Todas las miradas en ti
Vida después de la muerte
Al igual que Biggie y Tupac
Otro cadáver
De la llamada minoría
Perdona mi español
No es mi lengua materna
Razzle Mars
Queen of Candyland
Another one
Standing in my way
Your beef does nothing for my virility
All Apologies
Just like Kurt Cobain
Nevermind
Not saying you should suicide
But I wouldn’t miss you
Even if I swallowed the blue pill
And your pink smile sat on my face
I wouldn’t be excited
No offence
Just don’t like it sugary sweet
Like it when its rough around the edges
And I have to drag you through the hedges
No ulterior motives Razz
I just intend to beat you
Not beat off to you
I’m not the Angel of Death
But you failed to clip his wings
Thinking about wings
I could strip them of their meat
Then put the bone inside the greasy box
Just not yours - have you seen my socks
Good girl
Pretty face for a milk carton
Judge Tennison
Judge Jury and Executioner
Right?
Wrong?
Just another big man
Just another big mouth
Treat you like a judge in Sicily
Explosive!
Best games to play
Use a gavel like a death ray
Welcome to my game
The game Flop likes to play
Run the gauntlet
While you got the Jessup brothers
I’m wearing steel gloves
Like the Knights of Old
I’ll strike you and your boys with my fists of steel
The way you strike your gavel
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Maybe I’ll find your in the dark alley
Hold the modern steel
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Cold indifference to your life
While I finger fuck your wife
Understand this
You won’t keep me from my gold
Just like 1848
I’m Samuel Brennan
Screaming I’ve found the mother lode
Judge me how you want
But
It’s your execution
Felix Fortain
The Devourer
The Parasite
Living on the life of others
Worthless on your accord
Cut you from your host
Deceased
KNow what you are?
The fetus
Find your mother
Cut you from mother
Drown in the river
Like a littler of alley cats
Your placenta
My dinner
Devoured
Just a little bit dark
But sometimes you need to not be nice
If Razzle is the sugar
And you are the spice
I’m the kitchen like Hannibal Lector
For you I will give you a feast
To consume
I will even pour Aurora a nice chianti
Read the details in-between a bunch of lines
The Devil, but fuck it, tonight the moon is full
And I'm out with my wolves, your dressed in wool
I’ve got a bullet with your name on it
Feilx
Black. White. Dead. Cat.
Wayne Austin
Heard you were looking for me Hot Shot?
Heard you were looking for me Hot Shot?
Look the other way
Get out of your own way
But I will be in your way
Giving you that hot shot
That you so crave
Heroin
Drain cleaner
Dirty syringe
Bliss
Agony
The range of emotion you will feel
Like when people think of Diana
But right now think of me as Chris Brown
I’ll imagine your Rihanna
Beat you
Have another Keystone
Chug it from the can
Man
Still gonna beat you
This is my gold.
It’s a stunner when you think about it
I’m going to take you apart
That empty beer can
Your headstone
I’m going to take a piss where you sleep
I’m going to take shit on the fresh dirt
That I laid on on top of you
On my conscience
No hurt
Voss Holt
The Champion
The target
Hunter
Hunted
All changes when the target moves
Smile
We’re all coming for you
But my heart keeps on racing
I need three shades of grey to keep on fading
My mind keeps racing
Chasing the dragon
Chasing you
Trying to maintain the game
Thinking
Of how I take this knife
And slice your throat
Silent like an assassin
Shoosh
It’s time to raise above you
Voss
Not the only one coming for you
But I am the one with the magic
The end of your reign
Tragic
Out of control
No remote control
You think you can match this
You can’t start a fire with full box of matches
I’ll split your skull with a hatchet
You start this war
I will finish it
Full metal jackets
Flop. Champion.