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The word of bird


- word of bird - Hahahaha Yeah, I'm back with my new split personality, I want to fuck with reality. See you motherfuckers made me this way while try to burn the Bible in my head, I never realized I was dead. I have so much to say about you people, how you sell and you sell, all your lies, that's fucked up, hears my middle finger and drop dead. My father beat me with a bat and told me to take that. While you turned your head away from the bruise's, say you never witness the abuse's. Eheh Welcome to my show, mikkel has lost his mind. O no, o no, he has no fans, dam what a slam, I guess em wasn't listening Look out cause I just came out of the clauset, with a new set of razor blades, I came to play a game. Haha yeah Kelly you can dis all you want, but shadys the shit, just deal with it. You want to start dissen, butt cum fucking retard-ed. You don't remember me, well you stole from me so, hi motherfucker, I came with a dis just to for you to say your fucked, some day, for shit you said thanks for the support asshole. Cause I am Casper, whitey, gosht, a stalker demon walker, I have so many names from people it's hard to keep up with, the one I love the most is birdie, cause then I can flip you the birdie and come at you from cc, so thanks for unlocking me. So hears a middle finger from my stash box, I don't give a shit if your listening or not cause this is my party. See I just got paid so I can eat. thanks for helping me, see I need something, a sound that was so loud, I stepped my ground. I've been to the mother fucking Mountain top, no I never smoked rocks. You want starving, try living the way I do, lost and confused, mothfucker, I'm the abused. How can i unlock and witness the shit you been dissen, so thanks for listening while I turn this beat up and say I don't give a fuck. So hears a middle finger from my stash box, I don't give a shit if your listening or not cause this is my party. See I just got paid so I can eat. Hey cash me girl, can you step in the ring, please, so I can bring you to your knees and slap you silly, white trash hill- Billy. Isn't shady the one who said that we needed controversy. So everyone just gives money away today, well fine, where's mine, everyone just wishes me good luck and act like they give a fuck. Ding, ding, the bell just rang, dang, bang, you just got knocked out. O, hey Taylor can I have one of your spaces, in your little black book, whoops I took a look, it looks like a book. So this is this time of evil villans, so its skill I'm bringing, with a clown that's been killing, a ghost you love the most, and the birdie to flip you a shortie. O my God, this kid never shuts up Well maybe cause I think your a slut, tip, tap, toe bitch your still a ho, yes I mean you the x standing on the corner begging for more-ner. I gonna bring the heat, cause I Burst itno flames when I step into this church with all your lies it's do or die motherfucker take my life. So hears a middle finger from my stash box, I don't give a shit if your listening or not cause this is my party. See I just got paid so I can eat it.---
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