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Motherfucka Season (Personal Consequences of the Motherfucka) Part VIII

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            “Torture, hate and rape are words some refuse to speak

But if utilized the right way it can give anyone a permanent sleep,

            “Pushing the mind and flesh to limits of the extreme

Through the shedding of blood, dark emotion or sexual cream,

 

            “Handling business on the regular like grandma beating the kids

Or those who are disloyal-now to the graveyard because it’s time to dig,

            “Personal consequences of the motherfucka always cause the whip to snap

Now the foot is so deep in the ass they have a hole without a crack, 

 

            “Touching the physical until they hit pussy bottom

Instantly the hand is on the stomach to motherfuckin stop em’,

            “But when emotions are shattered and they are shit out of luck

Reality hits hard when feeling the flow of the nut,

 

            “Status does not matter as well as gender

Unwanted violations will make anybody’s soul shiver,

            “The brain inside the skull becomes a flotation device

Capturing the unpleasant memories for the rest of their life,

 

            “Survival only means the victim forever live in a broken home

Or they commit suicide-now eternal damnation is hellbound long,

            “A fantasy of fear is what they will display

Performing a personal nightmare, their own dark Broadway play,

 

            “As our sin drip down our imperfect skin like black paint

Scrub all the fuck we want but we can never get rid of the stank,

            “No matter the amount of tattoos inked shit will never blend

Only becoming a colorful story of a lifetime of sin,

 

            “Those with that god complex of a heightened sense of self

Are the delusional motherfuckas who need psycho surgical help,

            “Eyes wide open, but blinded by whatever they see

Mentally locked down, because their personal reality is never free,

 

            “We all are the product of fucking that gave us life

Harvested for death and when it comes-it’s time to cut the mic,

            “An embarrassing stain will be our final call

Followed by the body being dead weight pushed down the hall”.

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