Keep Talkin

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
Self-indulgent at times...but tell me what you think

Submitted: May 05, 2010

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So you can...

Keep talking

While I keep stalking

And I’ll own like I’m in the spotlight walking

Get up off me, this is my gun and I like cocking it!

 -BANG!-

I’m the king of these words and shit

I reign supreme with this murder shit

Ain’t no sense in screamin up out your head

When Tom comes around best believe you’re dead

You think you’re slick well I’ll cut you

You think you’re it well I’ll fuck you

Up

You’re one sick pup

If you think

That I’ll succumb to some shrink

Ain’t no fink, rat, or snitch

But you sure can’t scratch this itch

You can’t contain or refrain me

You can’t restrain or detain me

The mutilation my way

A crucifixion today

Nonsensical suspense

So much pain to dispense

So call it Atton, Vigor, or Tom

We're still gonna drop bombs


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