YOUNGER_BEAST
I walk on glass like a minefield, It's impossible to describe all the feelings that I felt, Bro, you're not welcome, HAH, Bro, fuck off, lemme drink my gin alone, HAHA, Bro, no offense, but you act like a WORM, I live by my own laws, AND I'LL NOT FULFILL YOURS... I HAVE A YOUNGER BEAST, I HAVE A YOUNGER BEAST, I HAVE A YOUNGER BEAST, UHH, We all have life experiences, but you've THE LEAST... New lil' nigga is just a holiday, I want chaos like Zalgo every day, Roll my eyes like an eyeless Jack an' kill every day, Y'all surrendered but I have not lost my faith, I will squeeze your heart in my hands until it sprinkles with blood, Yeah, I'm cruel and I know that you understood it, I'll drink alcohol, and my lil' beast will drink juice, You won’t drink with us, your bitch is too rude, Your bitch is a dumb board like you, She loves to walk through the tombs, YOU'RE A COWARD, YOU'RE A SIMPLE WORM, GO FURTHER DOWN THE ROAD OF MIND BACKWARDS, Oh, hell, I found my nike sneakers, Now i'm eating snickers, I do not listen to all lickers, Fuck 'em, I killed that drug dealer, I feel like I'm a KILLER... I tried to be softer, But tears quickly drip on this bitch, I'm tired of this nigga who constantly asks for a cigarette, Leave me SEPARATE from y'all, I'll hate further you all, HAH, I'll not trade with all of you, It's too late to change the rules, I'm soulless and have too lil' blood, That girl says I'm beautiful and sweet, My face ain't so lit, I wear a mask, And 'cuz of this, she doesn't know my real level of beauty, I've no fruit juice in a glass... She hasn’t tasted it YET... Now a nigga two-faced, I do not regret the losses, I throw a smoke grenade and disappear, I hate posers that like you... I MADE A NEW TATTOO... I walk on glass like a minefield, It's impossible to describe all the feelings that I felt, Bro, you're not welcome, HAH, Bro, fuck off, lemme drink my gin alone, HAHA, Bro, no offense, but you act like a WORM, I live by my own laws, AND I'LL NOT FULFILL YOURS... I drank pills to SLEEP for at least 5 hours, I'm tryna KEEP myself sober, My wounds are so DEEP, I can't understand I am drunk or sober, Bitches want to see my LIPS through the mask, I show 'em and kiss her in a hickey and then take her heart away like a robber, No bitch, I am not your lover, I have a week to die... Big heart because of a lot of fatigue, I owe you nothin', Will you die to rot the next life? It is gettin' dark in my eyes, Conscience ruthlessly breaks the heart, I'm inclined to the option that you'll all be in the mud in the next life, I made my own LIFE and now it looks LIKE ART, But it will be perfected by my young BEAST... BY MY YOUNG BEAST, BY MY YOUNG BEAST, BY MY YOUNG BEAST, BY MY YOUNG BEAST, BY MY YOUNG BEAST... I hope he will look better than me... I hope he'll not be faceless...
2020-02-21 05:58:49
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
@CVLD BLVVDED ya... It's natural... I just didn't get what you mean... Now i got it.
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2020-02-21 17:11:32
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CVLD BLVVDED
@JENOVA JACKSON CHASE Are u drunk too 🤣?😷
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2020-02-21 17:11:42
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
@CVLD BLVVDED depends on what you are drunk on... I'm drunk ya but not on drinks... I'm drunk on air😂.
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