Author Topic: DARKXY (Read 498 times)

Herbal_Life · « **on:** November 22, 2009, 11:43:22 PM »

I spray the last of her chosen cologne, But the bitch's pussy won't leave me alone
She tried to call me on the phone, I told her I was too busy & not down to bone
She told me she wants me to make her moan, that's when I knew I was owned
For an hour or two exercise, and get my abs toned. Reclaiming my throne its known

It's known I'm darkxs, filled with violence, but always hidden in silence
Highlands, Lowlands, Midlands, My Land, your land, same land US or Finland.
I might even take you, thank you as I show you my Greenland
I ain't Cypress Hill, Nor Dr. Green Thumb, But this dank will make you feel numb.
Letting you have the upper hand, & the main source of the river bend, 'til my fuel's end

Just a level or appreciation, into a new creation, of a nation with a king & a presidential election
It's like going to Vons for a Safeway Selection, Like an IRS Tax Agent I'm making my collections
It's like your bitch being caught up in a section of sexual tension, but you're lacking or lagging the persuasion
Where's it going to end up in continuation, in persistence of time, or just a note in our memorization
Darkxs keeps it cold, dark, and secretive, the night's best operative, trying to establish a cooperative