Burial Of No Namez: Forceful Intent


It's to tears its coming these girls when I burn there spirit bodies
from pouring with acid. I got static coming bring in
granted detrimental content aging by that awakes brain dead
escape worlds turn collide.

I'm taking out the trash to bad my poetry is in my accomplishments
compliment fine hence the saying me against the world.
These damn turds y'all disturb want to keep critic sizing about
my life. I digress see no stress me even less
than chemical explosives from shoulder blades open!

I'm not any Bill Gates but I am a mistake as I should have been an
abortion of course no choice made.
I'm not saved but I get praised a tumbleweed blowing in the wind
no direction it just going.
In it I don't care if you respect me or not bleeding rock stays
taking it up a notch!

I won't stop when I started stabbing you docked
until you drop dead without a head. News flash you should watch
I rid all these leftist bias and whore single mothers you here?
I still stand branded with the rebel anonymous
satanic flag!

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