grab tackle. leave wake cuts in the mangroves is the routes he take shoes is funky like bootsy bass peruse the case for some sorta clue he can use to pursue the case swoop through and track moves so no dude can elude and escape evade and erase the tracks no trace and make it back before the news crews can even have a chance to (broad)cast cast the net into half a regret splashin wet grabbed the staff and then swept jet . left his ass in a mess laughin in sweat actin like the dash didnt get the best of his 12 lb test stretch around their necks found respect at the fountain of death turn around . take a sec and count what's left . astounding life bound to death drowning right next to the county line is this sick bastard dyin trApped under water in a net of vines cryin wanting to explain himself but the way he made his wealth provided much pain to the health of the ecosystem when nature talks, we will listen she detailed many incidents even insignificant events riddled with instances to let us know what kind of piece of shit he is he fed kids to the swamp monsters and made profits offa concerts on sacred grounds ancients howls also displayed how his ways were foul and now he in the jowls of nature's entanglement gettin strangled was the way he went for getting paid to slang pavement fuck the developers and the sugar cane peddlers that's not the way of the natives but rather the way of the settlers so the native must turn to predators and prey upon them with special curses reversed the mess and returned to death with the freshness of the the first breath no more coin purses from breasts made tobacco pouches outta the settlers mouths bound by drying leaves choking on dying pleas your disease is not my disease please try and leave before i decide to pull my knife from sheath he sliced with ease left him tied to a tree so his wife could see frightened as can be the posse found him bound with leaves coming out his mouth and shit wife looked to the ground and found this read it aloud spell: old lovin cold blooded troll crust mold dust grow rust oxidate hate frolic play call upon spade call it a spade coldblooded buzzards old cousins suffer love birds hold up burn soul like we burn the bowl up and in an instant , their souls solidified and turned to dust we passed it off to the wife of the alchemist as she knew certain ways to utilize this for warding off the evils that are concealed by their culture you see over here, we idolize vultures as they are what keep the ecosystem in check look at the functions of beings and see that our connections' strain lessens and that's the lesson

the psycho psychic and her sidekick pirate devise sick type trife shit upon the minds of these little white kids like a knife slit transmit thoughts like water through an open pipe smoke water pipe and scope night sky knowin they might die when the right time arrives light up the fire and hit up the homie michael myers borrowed his signature weapon to cut the meat in thin sections gave it to miss spell to give it blessings threw it in the pan but this man had suggestions i said "damn , watch where you step in" this aint my side witch grabbed the knife and switched into a night ninja climbed trees and attacked him from behind like a disease right before i break his neck my wife gain his respect then i drain his breath brought this psychopath death it was all about respect now check chow down on cows and clowns just because you cant swim dont mean youre bound to drown fine line between the right time and night time even in the night you must wait for the right time spell: wait wait clay plate angels vacate place hate grey face melee grade A grain eliminate the length of the range bring blaze heat wave green growth sing oath through the beak of the green crow green crow green crow free flow breeze know know what the breeze know it go between glow a gleam that beam low and a dream hue take his soul with beam of blue after that we finally got to eat you see the homie shouldntve made a peep but like a marshmallow , he got roasted made a sign that said rip myers then went back to cuddling next to the fire

halloween was near attacked the scene with fear beat was darker than most rhymes was harder than burnt toast without butter . im walkin around town cleanin trash out the gutter cause of these lack luster wack ass motherfuckers see shit and dont want to pick it up see someone in need and dont want to get the fuck up out their pickup to give a push and pick them up with words of love and trust . i got more dependable friends and they smoke dust nurture feeling like compassion so they dont rust add gas, spark match and watch them blow up fables and folklore riddles and boards games horror and gore on the brain more pain than youve ever felt before tightrope with pleasure so you need more her knees sore down to her skeleton bones then go to the weed store and get pelican stoned soarin above a typical town that's boring pouring agent orange conversations into their forum see mountains in the distance and head towards them ready to tap into my instinct and explore them more zen for the fortress in my forehead then i ever felt before i was dead what's important to you is not important to your friends ghosts and ghouls and goblins pop lockin doin the robot , breakin without caution a monster mash mosh pit broke out on sacred ground fire flies lit up the sky . ghost tribes was makin sounds breakin down into a seance our ancients ways are lost so they pray and watch a spectacular display of the gods miss spell: witch hazel skin stable nasal drip label with a ladle sip wizard stick lizard tail snail shell

sorceress pourin out orangish shit out on the porch some sort of witches stew porridge poured upon a leaf that's porcelain is the soup hot ? of course it is forced to blend four ingredients in which she wasnt used to using but in the instance it would have to do since tha blast had ruined the atmosphere illusion upon her entrance into this dimension through blue lens centered in movement pattern vortex scattered men being used for more sex until her fortress was returned to the form it was meant for spent the rest of the day waiting for the medicinal plants she had sent for to expend more energy and ascend forth perform these five movements and moved into her form congruent boundaries beyond music she found most humans is beyond stupid she long for one so she keep on until the song's done enveloped in sum sort of long hum plot thickens in the other pot i had chicken finger lickin tender meat bone drippin with different spices and stoned visions clone pigeons wont do what you need they wont listen stoke flame grow brain until you go insane and with that , he left us with another spell: crow call roll call throw ball know no one knows all fall winter tall sprinter long splinter rat tail crack ale pack bale in sack hit traffic no reaction dome in some sorta drone satisfaction blow it out and breathe it back in it took more force than expected to put the tack in but we changed the calendar and put it back in for the 11th time this year so the time for a new one was near new year in the state that grows what you put in blue moon beer word to the mating season scan tha banks theyre on the move SCAN THA BANKS

her beeper beeped she needed to leave bounce like basketball to go catch a soul it's the one they were askin for this bastard wore out his welcome he was a matador had a great public persona but behind closed doors he took a little girl and forced his self upon her from that moment he was a goner coulda been stronger but now he got this spell cast upon him : curse: rat bait slash and slain castrate mash his brain activate the the flash made his brain to mash carnal knowledge rat bait jail bait crack case and in a moment he was castrated she let him keep his life to work for her in tracking others like him and for that reason only she liked him and likened him to sin brought him back to life so he could die again