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Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Ebony The Enemy on November 27, 2018, 06:47:31 PM

Title: Dear Rat Features
Post by: Ebony The Enemy on November 27, 2018, 06:47:31 PM
Im the girl you call a bitch cos you turned me out tryin to get rich, switched and permitted the hits and the tricks cos you got no fuckin principles ya money grubbin snitch. That’s right. You the snitch. You boast bout tossin up a bitch but cry victim when I start statin facts like how you nothin but a slimey prick.
You got nothin I want so there’s no need to front. You pick on the defenseless and think ya staunch but you the punk. You couldn’t think of a better way to get paid other than playin me like a slave. That’s what the trade taught me. Everyday I pray you fade away.
Im that bitch you took advantage of. You’re merely a person deluded thinkin you a God. God be above. But you wanna be down. So you stoop to my level to collect a crown. Yeah you down. Downright dirty. You shit so old it actually stopped hurtin. Im numb to you scum. Dime a dozen and some. You aint a pimp. You a rapist trick. I’d dig ya a shallow grave but you’d look better in a deep ditch.
Fuckin with defenseless folks. Don’t test yaself ya fuckin joke. You the okey dokey opaque oaf. We see right through your mirrors and smoke. You just a hazy reflection of an actual human bein. Spent so long actin like a devil you could be him. The fallen angel. You fell for yaself. Got me waiting on heaven and sendin your skank ass to hell.
You see people as potential profitable pursuits. Cos you got no fuckin principles. You’re a scum cunt through and through. So save the explanations for when ya meet ya maker. See if God forgive your ass for turnin my ass out for paper. Chase ya tail in the afterlife for fuckin with my here and now. I don’t even try and dodge you cunts. You’re everywhere, no matter the town. You robbed me of my joy. You steal peoples innocence. You claim you got game. Im not playin. Im payin your fuckin rent.
Im hopin to high heaven with God as my witness I’ll survive. And for all that has befallen me I know my soul gon rise. I don’t have to adopt the ways of those who prey on people sleepin. I don’t have to pimp nobody out to make sure that I can eat and I don’t have to envy scum of the earth. Im entitled to my beliefs. You wanna be a shepard but you can’t even lead the sheep cos they peoples and you’re evil you tryin to climb the oppressive food chain by fuckin with a nobody like me. Keep scrapin the bottom of the barrel. You too lame. Cant even claim that you’ve overcame cos you succumbed to the level of scum. Shove ya wanna be shit where the sun don’t shine and turn out another bum. Im done bein humble. Im done bein meek. You aint nothin without a victim and I was fed to ya you freak. You cheap. You a wanna be fuckin chief. But even you take orders from the man. You aint runnin shit when you step on the street. You too weak to be straight out. So I’ll do the cunt for ya. Whorin yaself out didn’t work so you thought you’d I’d work it for ya.
You a chump change chasin, coat tail trailin wanna be fuckin pig. Cant wait till your ass dead and gone. But I will wait for a Big. A big fuck you to you and your bitch ass crew. Your sun and moon. Your one and only. Im waitin on judgement day where I’ll be rewarded for being brave  and you’ll end up Satans slave.