by FAME » May 3rd, '10, 23:43
pig whores
Scattered bodies across shores, lifeless like mannequins at stores
Paddles my outta here with some oars, looking back at the blood on the doors
Beware, be scared, I’ll leave your vision impaired, come up to me if you dare
Bloody knuckles, after your face chuckles, your body buckles, your mouth muffles
A visionary mastermind, think you can out flow me? You have half a mind
This is the world I’ve defined, my name in the dictionary certainly underlined
A student of the game, to everyone you’re a certain shame, a worthless name
I spark ideas like a flame, upon this fame that I claim, even if it brings me pain