LONG LIVE BIGGY FUCK THIS FILTHY LITTLE BACON BOY/S ALL SURENDER ON YOUR LITTLE SPIKE I HAVE THE MIC LIKE ICE VANILLA AND THE GORRILLA mR t and Canabial pablo fucking escobar kalinskov with love of the daffodils in th ehills of windermere i will find that dear and stag the slag with the mag and feed the fly to shit on the skypie i will vampire this loose wire and reassemle his core like a fucking maggot on a pear i will ghost and seek like the priset of the beast of fang in jack london i am on the fishing boart and i dont joke i like to cook and read a book till i find this bad presence in the place with lakes and concted to the sea the dear will whisper in my fucking ear i will beat with the blood in his hear when i sense the fear like i am stalking with the combine harvest machine i will say dont move stay hiden cut through dont give up th epostion as wew are the tean emplyed y shell the sultain number 1 thing in 88 he was the no 1 dollar man i was in his land watching the silly amerian man we were thyee paid to protect from the fear in the rainfoest of boreno with the machete and oraatan yang i an pin and i will pong crows foot over and in i will dig tunnels tell mhy team radio me in helcopto in the snow with micheal and slavco mersenary i will not shave till i hunt this beast and spear him and jpeg kt and cc u all in x poems and minds out of control back in free styling love the invisable shit it make my heart ticlk lol