Tech Bytes is a technology podcast, produced by the Digital Services department at Niles-Maine District Library.

In this episode, we talk about the differences between using Google Docs and Microsoft Word in the public library.

Tech Bytes #7 - Google Docs vs Microsoft Word

Acuate shaft. Welcome to the darkest to hells well, it’s a trap. Attracted, amused by hoods or the broods whichever the camouflage that’s got you. Hate’s, gonna rush through whether you’re in barrels wrapped ferrule, with a strap. Subduing space with every move most likely, perhaps. It’s possible, hoping you got marbles nope nuttz too your whole jewelz’ blood’s cut off full of sorrow. Prone to follow. And follow given to brains leaking fluid internal, eternal god. Its just all starting, the torment. Liable, persecution bound us but your bollz tied. By the level. It’s all clouded with shadows of sunless spots darkles. Of bedlam. It’s got us scared fearing. Invidious breaks facing this all or. Its face displayed it’s all alike my sins. Cups running over and the wicked who aren’t yet I used to choose to do wrong charge slow. It was no use at all I know now it's the foolishness you’d survive. Tools used when tool use where I’m at is just what you’d described. The state you’re in what’d you do? I can name a few you moved, that’s a huge no for you to know you won’t get loose alive. The liar telling me to come to. You could see something cruel devised. Could play it by tune. It’s all silence except what you want its cruel rescrutinized. Then crumbling and coming down to rapscallion. You’ll lose fools demised. I wake up and nothing is new. I never want to be nowhere near diablerie. It’s just the shit hide waiting around each turn while I’m riding fear me. Nobody will save me. So I have to drive off to a route that has surprises’ very. The jaws of life weren’t shit compared to the hands grabbing me to drag me to its revile. It varies the hand grabbing for me. Like the hands that ain’t the killer sick game inveigle beguile. It’s psychological The Torso Killer said in its thread whom said’s applied. Being controlled by a soul’s who’s exile with the feeling’s are Godlike. I got by. But the part you're missing is I was caught on both sides. Where zones were criss crossed. This side that’s behind. This erotic mind. And just this line. Part of time’s death but if forbidden and kiss Baal. It was a wretch square a lifestyle I gab bare. Singly is why they’ were no friends. Then again what was hiding in the scenic, cynics. Crawling like there’s a such thing as the end in the Lasts Days. It gets unsurpassed drab so you better get down. I didn’t now I have cents and live without a weapon in hesitations’. My career’s over for this, blackballed’. Mere sided. Of Christians they want me beneath jails scorned folding, it's just all what’s wrong with our country demoralized. In a body bag tagged. Persuasive with just what you’ve been through and fall. Back to where lights keep on staying off. I feel like they’re always laying with hair knotty. And can’t afford to keep a clean thought about me. Unfortunate. Then hunted also of course the course took was to come out a corse that’s a corpse and blow. I have to blow up. I don’t have shit so the voice who’s calling has the same but more under the porch as a drug lord, we live on is waiting for ya. Like the tears dealing ya cards before birth plus calling me Dirty its from Virgi. Down south where from College Park. Was just the heart of running. I got dropped from even that O Lord. The lore left never told’s alway go for theatrical talent some hidden lack. It’s no neighbors taught to cry and use your inside voices. Lambs’ spitten’. How much of an chaotic their secret tower giving up your humongous rooms! When your fool’s paradise something mumbled and the doors open. You've been trapped from under where the outside leads in. Down comes just the latch binding you to each dream. Our worse prediction her like in Misery. Couldn’t get it, the rest of us’s blistery. As again said. It’s always after a nigga until it catches up then catches us. Left up here I’m always traveling on and turn fucker get away. Better than nothing. At times like these gathering proper theater.

What A Lie

Este es un audio sobre algunos consejos y recomendaciones para la colaboracion en linea digital de google Docs

Consejos Y Recomendaciones Para La Colaboracion Digital

While the hearts still weren’t lone when shot in the dome and dropped on plastic. If it was bloodshed onliest. It comes in threes so said to me like the Fighting Irish. Must’ve shot the father/ you married an axe murderer. Gods’ or generals I’m a failed success but I’m backed in a corner. A corner that’ll turn me to one who’s seen/ some shit to make your ballone and bladder continue good but your asshole turn green. And feeling green I’m remain to continue to be me in all worlds running still and in the burial no luck at all at all the wicked prospering. And won’t turn the rocks of course. It was all just like us all living with slogans/ you’d guess I noticed you know but. That shit has attached itself to my smile craziest. When horns mashed out, they were demons. I wake up and the fuck/ its anathema./ Everyday same fucking life with no point in living but dying isn’t what I want to evade. Neva think much. Only when I write and scrap for new veneers. New gear changes things so I’m stuck with knowing there’s a dirty-name. Even wit’ it I had to take the life from me and meet the scourge and flame. Take their name and light from them envyingly in vain. Or the worlds warped incentive to feeling more pains. With no swearing at all/ of course sole I utter profane. And full-blood as I’d come as my shaft and begin the jinx/ ye won’t be leaving here from this place you’re in snares in obscenity and release them into many men. Empty niggaz malediction where infantry’s sent. Fuck the government I was tossed to the minotaur. Attracted to your spite-full sacrilege-ousness fixated to giving sores.

For all I done maybe I deserve to die. But this countries bullshit/ radical. Devoted to its legitimateness and see more niggaz twisting inching to lift heat out on me. I stay at the crib hoping I reach five then I’ma blow. So many chains wonder why its a Scarface. Shit feels like bugs that aint trapped in your window getting nowhere in the rays. Except I hustle nothing. That may end up .a drive-by. And they’re put on the payroll. And I’m the minus in the situation. The take-away. So. I been waiting for this day for some shit like this since I been a kid with Christmas day gifs. Talk about pigs running your plates it’s been a full platter. Since the itching got to a rash and the anger didn’t settle but five. Maybe make the fools major. The bad side of a boss is fatal. Do the sip wine or Yeuglings. Bitch. I only got the mind to fuck you on the shoulder. You could flex buts or no butts. So how do you stand on the shoulders. Unfolding the robe from the frunk drawers drugs. You were with me when this was events episodes and bums. Or the magic tomorrow wit’ anything on. Asswipe. Some politicians chicks and they ass tied. No matter how hard you’d try you’ll never be a gangsta. Fuck listening to the ministers it wasn’t nothing more to know just what would come if I slide my dick/ inside with the lights shining turning into lines and fringes. Now in my nights when I lie down I sleep. The woods I’ve grown hollow. Into different cities plenty that don’t get along so all prone to model. Flash burners from no unknown if there’s no zone then it was swallowed. In the belly is where they at where I dwell where I’m from they’re all grown no bottles. And the lowest roamed where we drop don’t get thrown in a bottle.


Family Ties

Then was it when this game/ took a wrong turn lettin’ radicals in. Then make a date of death for me and front like they rile when if I survive my tribe kick the door in on your ride. Choke your lungs with vomit.

If breathing came that short then I’d be lowlier, flew in on something and in blue with a flute spin. Customs no longer a domode’. Down a temporal line where I bred pits like they were marbles I wanted in time. I made this a limit part of the design and destination to where I would rise. Prey now and that you may never collide. Too free not knowing no justice/ built to make me less when we’re hell-bent to crucify Lights. And open the paradise in the night! Die pussy. Pussy ass motherfucking red nigga I don’t give a fuck I’m affer all that claimed my dreams. Didn’t ask for the desolation instead replaced it with the curses trading personage. I feel like crossing liars. Fuck the niggas on Christ I am no longer the likes of Makaveli gangstas live the life I threw away premonish. Weapons with knives./ Though this will never all come to conclusion they’ll do what they’ve best and run and hide. It’s meek outside. Just like hell with the deep routes I see, houseflies. No time to squash shit I leave/ never flee cause bitches haunt me idle to wake me out my sleep in wire to dig to a idol to take out pushing a knife mutilating with the sights to who’s conspired draining the eye but this aint the wire where’d I fire. Had its curari thus the sluts aren’t to trust/ Which! Reminds us. I think the hoods must/ to come up/ you’d can only have those to cartel and run. Behave Spanish-fly I don’t have much of those was less and came up.

Creaturized World fame sits at my feet a devil. Now we’re on the same level/ lost everything. Then it might’ve been something to different outcries but in front your home I wouldn’t grovel. Cameras make you do odd shit that’s why what that own got I’ma unload and hunt your smalls dishearten. Didn’t have a choice the lambs’ become a lamb again send a message home kill all who’s come out of us pop it. Put no trust in the law or other law forms other than the rawest. If I leave take these words and do not to them as I would do unto others and then stop with. The same detract to eat and write on except accept now want for the evil where I would be when this is over and hades has ceased while at the exact measures of writing rhymes. If you’re no more afraid consequently/ I was nuttz and left terrorized the preacher want a nigga paralyzed. The spiritual terror thats administered through the head and mind now corroded with shit. I maybe sowed this within the six million ways you’ll die. Before any. And if it’s nothing alike me or in my possession genuine. I throw the souls in the bottomless. The message err, come once. Twice. Suicide. Should put the law first shows Romans. But I made a way and can’t find the closest to atonement. So no atoning sins with a cold shoulder which come unfocused fucking crumbled in a hold damn. Fuck what ya smokin on. Crackas playing with hell on earth. Buck’ fourth for the envelope. No kingpin just a Scorpio!

In The Devil's World

Swords and shields and wars and war to realms. No accusations you aint prepared for it and neither is ya ungodlike. I’d say I use assumption guess now the way that that may start with the pipe wrench I get it. And it don’t sound good cause I won’t leave the body nowhere someone’ll find it. Now I’m gonna leave the body noones gonna find I done some many things to it. You can’t walk away from that can’t walk away from wrath. Bitches hide anywise cause of the rival I got within. The demon and more things clinics therapize so I disguise my frame. Urbanized in tyrannized times where its poor solarized and disappear repeating history. Will may not live and to be infinitized/ Fuck that never care for them and die filthy rich./ Wealthy villainized. Scorching politicians and worsening mischiefs to grow into its Chieftain and bleed in ways seen. Of what I can’t be and dement things ways you can’t spill brains. Cruelty the living things. And raciation close to fictions.

Like the late great atheist in me anti-christ. Irreligion and slaughters should be the grasps you niggas came to take me to and epithelialize/ with salt. I’m used to it so I don’t do two through the womb I move too produced to the jewelz yous’ in. We were lost in the rural and the valley and the alley and they wish death on me like I was nothing originale. Should’ve said the drugs were nothing while they raised me to know it must be more around vitaly. It wasn’t just the hideouts where’d I’d retreat. Thorns was all that they made to protect me from the lames who entered through the hate was spored. I mastered being alone and hundreds gaining that would make one face separated from they skull. It’s sickening to talk of ethics. In the Greate Continental States it’s a failing pawn./ Strung. To the caverns and the linings and violence and where the mindless. Purposefully remained shy. To see what would happen to me and what was the aim and trying, not to shed a tear from the pain of not having and wanting in-between. Chaos. Asperse. It got worser when I got older/ even after lying in pain and dying. Still no one to help maintain from the spine. Now my steps are lifeless I can’t even chase the grain that Jesus says a man should not live off of alone and the devil’s temptation me myself and I wouldn’t divide. Success from need and need from failure and failure from winning and loss from money/ why. Why? The devil tossing me around in that lane you’ll clash with that nigga. I am one of some boreal things whispered. No news capeesh and salut I got a dark side. One they’ll fuck with you and your mother. Pseudo! approaching what was known to us drama. If you were known to come crawling. You’re never gonna get found. Drown in pain. And belong to false prophets and the lies eyes’ll send and the libel grounds that's given hate in the light I weren’t known and got me saying never.  Was the last thing I learned was nothing. It’s just something to rhyme and reason. Will they let go and so I’d should have turned the stones. Hear the misally’ from making it a world from stonaz’! Alone trying to figure in dollars signs from dikes and wandering eyes and hanging up guys I decided who’s to diatribe.

From Me

You gettn’ tricked. Fuck your mom, I don’t give a shit for her and that’s the long and skinny nigga oligodendroglioma.
Wouldn’t still be good outweighing.

Bibles in back-alleys. Were timelines, analogies. Then I grew up off parables. If there was only something in me that would tell me to go play with guns. What wins this shit in the free states. Unrecompensed so you to see dates. Desolate or not I want revenge and let off on artists. All the shit you put to flames to develop second presage and yet here we’re kept, were not attained by sudden flight. Emblemized in their own minds so why the slept I made enemies of my enemies. With the object of love lust fucking til’ reductions cure for it except exacerbation I lost patience. Now I feel like the deads made a place for me when I’ve made to the place it’s built. Was never shaped by shit so now adversity approach and pull their weight wait killers. Took some. A notice of it and then your the great revelation and they don’t play with they food dealers tear into stakes and make whatever the faiths you placed in to one. It’s just so for fucksakes I put that faith in what’s everyday and if it takes I can take and spit m’s a’s and launchers. Been in the traps where they were made slaves waiting to awake one/ another. Would know what they did to the whip if it was way of it. Get away I don’t play with homies.

Just want the cage to put cluts away and spritz spays on em’. Give em a show of good faith like somethings good really waiting on the other side of the gate no occasions play in odds. I used to run away but that was just to play and if I made it I wouldn’t know what meant if I were encaged in akin form/ why waste time trusting my kin that’s like getting paid from em. That what they say but now I grovel and no one matched me a world that sucked into a state of porn. You can start with that notion I’ll create a commotion. Run in your crib and fuck your daughter and after we beat you and drag you headless across sofas leave your head in slow toast’n. Lead with the cherry red roast’n doing a mix of videos most pornos ho’s can. I won’t fall for that on the other side where doors unbroken. Overrun like a museum in a new burrough. Feral. Fuck with the dream as well fuck em fuck that’s a hematoma. Would’ve never allowed Jesus to take over me or come into me either. Haematomas. Shit lie to life like Cote de Pablo and those Mossad holes. I’m better falling into a hell on earth and dig my way up out/ meningiomas. And die and wouldn’t still see heaven yo yo. Good by the double barrel shotgun. The bad I’ll fry and wouldn’t still see hell Terry-Thomas. These animals and weird ass homeless. What the fuck is so ill to get that I face you broke shits in tastes pedz disorders. Bitch! When I get rid of this neglect we’ll give a shit as like if you ass homeless.

Belief Of A Maniac

In a life as locked too demiseful. Ass I’d cum. Still the horns blown and fire strikes assized whores. What about the wardrobe it’s like chasing the four four. Watching every bang one step warrior./ Hadn’t heard of yo folks. We all toked. On some shit. Nigga if that’s from the day your a boy and you’re raised to blow or. No time to see the reality to just say no and listen you get a vision of the hoax po’s throw. When they don’t get what they want and want to cut your dick off slow mo. But like I told you I don’t give a shit about you you slow. Fates not for the soul when against. You or me? Who goes first who go’s lo. You hear me. I think you might have me confused you and your Twisted Sister their all wrong for each other. Deep Six! She’s this? No go blow on a sloan and kiss the back of my Romas. You’d never catch me anywhere not even subdural. Hit from the Dodge head on for years pig its versus a Ram. Normal. Fuck this! I don’t make shit up you fucking niggaz for the power. When you aint shit just a man. One man. Like the kids that come out her. Now you mixed in races like flour. You must want flowers. I said god said put the law first it’s in the bible and you flew to the observation tower. Told the devil to follow me for hours.

We can’t be free cause we niggaz So I listen to the devil and dream hollows please lord devour my enemies. I tried to help myself and more things low power. This nightmare is never over told us. Why voices went into the skull killing daughters. Can’t keep it out of my words that go on the recorder. Superpower. Do you tell that to every one you fucking over I’m a soldier. I got the code to the holes their stories of ode. Steal a radar that go on a destroyer and roll over her lord knows. Trafficator. Doing Uee’z to make a weekend in hell for the root Jesus. Thought they would throw me in a cage but waiting till they throw me to the slain. Using the slave trade to hide in plain sight fucking on rotten strippers. Turned to prostitution because it’s on tv. Tell a ho from a tipster. And I was fallen bustn’ the woofers bumping the Drips Curse. From the 90’s to today cop killa’. To go ape. Ain’t much for me in that life still. But they call me back still keep. Calling BLOW! Nigga! We didn’t have nowhere to run but the dark/ going down. To hell. I want out. I fenced the dames from assurance and runned them down. Live with it. Probably catch a’ fare one. And pash’ you on Santa Ana. Fingers in the air folk. Air one. Dare the courts on the grounds I see dead boards.

I admit to facts that you confetti but your girls wouldn’t let me in. And since that’s what I’m made everyday why tell me words I’m with me enslaved unpretty. You’ve just only made a place for me to appropriated. Hated even. Never got enmity for this way and they gates and they waste away what goes against me/ face. What you’ve done you’re not innocent. No matter how you cut the cake. Twirl spaghetti. Or studs in your corsets. You’re owed rap. Go ahead and do more. To add to them Chronicles etiquette. Tea. But the devils present to me. Can’t respect god/ he’s never one in the alike trajectory. It was just that/ told as product/ sold separately. And now that I’m that gate I chose to know/ wet you niggas scared of me. There are more worse threats than pulling convention out west/ hear you’re bandn’ me. That’s good I’d hear your abandoned plea. Much like the man and a man I guess it’s me. But the leaders to our souls in charge of the Holy Spirits’ Son or I don’t know it’s so many words so would you just take one from some I got in the mouth odontoceti. But the hustle I can’t be mad. Like Jonah. It was a part of the gift of gab I had learned from what would now cost me today to get buried in a jetty. Gotta be out now I send you well bid regards to it concetti. A vendetti.

The Antichrist

Smoke marijuana. Lift the law not or got to within eyeshot/ gotta hold the globe trotter. Won’t get closed in cause I swore to the sword/ Odachi. Throw something in a cords before your draw to predict your words your dropped. Lift the saw not? Plan A/ found you and astound you now who run the town fools for food for thought. I get into bio chemical wars with Chloro-fil in burbs feds chose to close Min./ Nigga Zaw Min. I have to. Or I’ll flop I’m off tell the world courts I’m off Gin. GOT! his souls incorporate with foes so I’m focused with scolds for the soul Lin / Lin. Except there’s the chains to infinite. The errantry the criminal element is all the one only hint in the right direction I can give. They even think like intimate/ except a wickeder die I’d cry but I’m not one of them bitches. I’d sigh but I told you I’m a little shy arrived at infinites. The fuck in my country wanta be me. I wanta get rid of me. Feeling like it’s still my only job was to protect them. And no one taught me how to take care of me all I had was words a weaponry criminally crept in me and obsessed me/ most called something infested insolently. Listening too much to the dementing screaming dementia in your fame. Menaces to the game and couldn’t walk without the show of the orchestrated play to get here diffidently. No I’m throwing shit sagitatted. Been a long while since for me. Going all out for the green/ green eyed. Green Eyed Bandit greener less than me it’ll come down to Salina Kyle. He had to pay. Didn’t like robbers cause saboteurs.

Synchronously. Muahfuckas need to be brought in the light to know where I throw shots. Turn into to things that seeps your mouth open horrifying teaching. And stringently maybe. Chosen but caught in a dormancy hearing noises asking who are you in the next door revolting. Seeing through its eyes like I’m the greatest revolving. Legitimately/ and estranged by the judges litigating my future into imposters. Eliminate em I gotta find them it’s not how it goes. Watch everything. Lock on to the prop or who’s ever in charge and detonate the charge/ in as much acidimetry/ Gratia Plena! Escargot! BOOM! Get revenge for the Riddler. Should’ve had all them little slugs put in her in her temporal lobe. Then in near ears point blank and hit her cerebellum. Fell from the inferno in the sky. I was dropped from some penal lore Cyrus with two swords. I could die but it’ll just inject venom in me. Fuck with me bane nigga now now I can lay you out. Easy. My nigga. I been in this game for years it made me a animal. I corrupt the rules to this here Jigga I made Ye a manual. A step by step sheuch lick. The thing all night. It’s the same nothings change when you the games Son like. Valois, Gilles de Rais. Made a rape ghost stilled in the Nantes, Halloween encantamientos! Then in the same night the ghast became an evil saint unraped in all white. Had the same name/ except it changed in the flames Caligula. Someone’s taken my eye I wouldn’t put it aside it’s Borgias/ Cesare or Rodrigo the Pope’s been me before. Now I’ve turned to what’s inside Vlad. The Impaler of asses’. Who took the illustrious sights out my eyes. Heard her whisper all she wanted was my diamonds now blind. I can’t see through the nights and I’m Lucifer fated to be boor while they sex whites on their knees so I can’t gain sight of where they’d be but it’s the eclat. Incantations. I’d do right but it’s just no alike when it’s guys. And Dame’s. Goddamn. Can I rise. I ain’t tamed. I might change to something alive and aint. Unchange bi cause of divine/ words spoken. Chivalrously. Third Codon.  Dracula drunk 'to' much blood and now lacks the third world note cents the doctrine advise the world token. I’m never satisfied and spoken.

Narcissists' Class

But they mutilated still. Then split from the head so the dragon’s woken/. This wasn’t a tomb it was a Dread Chamber. They stand around them and the blood of the tales drain slow. Open/ the blood of the slaves spells of coming fourth by day. I wanta send something near where they ass/ in the way but the glass Chapters of Coming Forth by Day. Should surprise them and then align them in a aisle divided by her/ racist. And hatred shall fill me where even the head will have fled from the control and confinement and not had awoke the dead won’t still Christ’s fame. Even though I feel like life deserve the ill fated dying inside nuclear afire and. Then see the eyes of who whos standing on the ground in the sky where Minerva’s declared. The shit that haunt me, boo-hoo one time it was this snake that had a head/ came through the screen and now won’t stay esteem. So much the game. What a challenge I got my arms up like Mr. T you can’t see me I pity the spook. Burst Open! You can’t see me. I’m on TV. They wont  have it I’d stop the leader your ruler the Khan or Shogun what type of techniques you niggas worth is it enough. I got styles thats worst than Predators Killers of Killers fuck Bond.

I got cadavers for that Backfire. A villainous chain of works. I strap the PCC. That’s life like the Bullet. I can’t fight cause the same. A good son. Now I got all of you mothafuckas. A woe. Hooks in the sky. I ain’t shook ones niggaz took that and took the crooks guns while I got each all in my sight. Bastards, they’ll pay for what the city’s become for a g’. Bought the flare gun. They wanted war and caught up to us and I’m triggered/ what do I do. Now I cave and so long to us. A neverwas. A Spaceforce. Fuck. I’m locked up in the alien ship. It’s flex or meet your death. Thing. Signed Me! After I climbed the fires. In the sky look at the Soundcloud I derived. Against All Odds.Throw em to the prisons. Bitch I got prisms doing you away whatever it is your we’re consumed by the mouth you might want to fly out of here. You must be out of it clip your outer ears. Outa there. I’ll find who I am after soul searcher my lifestyles clouds appear. Expounded here. Clear and for the fortune Mr. President I want my sexiest liar one way. Little/ title us too of a kind and make snuffs of youngn’ mount out/ doubt aware. I could go out amid of troops from Homeland outside a not rivaling scouring. Devouring demons/ your biggest ones for the tower in. NY. Get out of my city. Where’d it come to that in our agrarian. It only trickles to the lines of far off laudable heroin. Problems’ they’re image isn’t all that their gods off of laudanum. And forgiven but I’m already swallowed like getting banished/ nah don’t want homes around a hunned’. But a HunnedE’ is what I’m called/ in a hundred.

The Villain

Was much less is what this business did teach. The hell with me cause if I become better then its more leeches and pest sweatn’ me. When I flex I won’t be just swing I grew up in the area where they probably have some unadmirable one belled name for its streets. And only even I am aint even allowed to profane. Could push a ton that hood shit of course if it’s just so/ granted, notorious fiend. To this thing and more disciplined than a lot of your reign who’s now living in vain I aint blaming ya/ my soullessneesly’ pleasures triggers the minds of nations where they thing I want to replace dying with favorite. Rule over my mind in spite I was arised from depravity which arrived to us both having the same problem. So many curses but I do this/ in a saintdom with God keep damning He/ in the murderous state you were left in reprimanding Me. I might make if theres a such thing. No might means we’re left to skanks and fiends. Drinks and Greeds. Pranks and Kings. This isn’t all but food. For thought to move from hogs you got us called the fool. I don’t want I asked for out with all the lying I spat out true. I neva lived it and I wondered why. Gotta survive but how does a nigga do. They have a fool. Hope I’m wise/ I did get agile applied the flip side/ the liar in temptation in their eyes. Was it me and I was wrong for seeing I was nice or looked nice and provided for the little I provided for myself to move on. Was all I could do all I knew. Too used to resolute danger guns.

Where’s the fact that I’m a milli. A milli’s far away and every way I’m frontin’. Regret my past when I was money. On stage Hornie. Must’ve been a personality in the trails/ no famous. Grow testies. I sacrificed hearts. Got targets on us as narcs but a pawn I got. Some things just come together in ways and find a way to sink to a pond/ gone to rot. I choose a name that’s the level that I’m on reaching it every minute hearing screaming fucking banshee dawn, want me in some horologic bend.Now they’ll never get us/ who am I not to boast on the spot. Especially if I make it look at all the shit I’d wouldn’t dodge. Just contract with horologe on screens stepped on/ how shall I fall. How shall I ball. How shall I catch Death before he reach heaven and accept the greatest gift. I wait everything/ drawn a plot. Fumbled the life/ holds are more a awe/ abhorrence was the worth I possessed/ flown a yacht/ mournful gall in a bag is where foes will be and part of the ballsack/ not hard. Just started with the plan was prodded to the bones for our worth not to be suspect/ Von Gott. Or stay where I’m learning by the end I’ll be getting six. No choice to put it in raps/ a no cross zone. It’s a city I couldn’t thank more for not being sent under. Rack and Ritalin. Then go for the goal/ Drinking lemons with ink in it (Lemony Snicket). Small icon. Would die to become more or born on Iphones. Sworn to this shit by us.

Dragon's Fire

We do. Unclaimed appreciation. I been at a loss for over years at an acclaim. And have to bite you now. I ain’t mad at ya/ throwing what you did. I cried for years. Wondering when I could eat. But broke it again. Now on the surface I have to hate you/ bird! Go fucking south. Ventura. No doubt. Infauna. Scorpion fish. In bullion. Too bad we can’t be together or’d I would get sniped at breakfast. Minding my business like a Jedi Knight probably by a Knight or Devils. Too much arbitrary circumstances. Duel out of meaningful and frying rewards. No just while I’m only guilty of. Attacks and beatings that are amidst accusations but dealt still don’t pick up the hand it doesn’t matter a deal. And the next you’re not reported in any accidents I could paid from killing by accident. Instead of doing shit here making nothing becoming a accident/ to my parents. I hope not. If not already I did time and it’s travelling back to a likes of that standing the high. I’m talking bout that bottle it was in the brain what happens the lips and tongue/ but at first all initially involuntary then get like the nina a controlled dreama’. Move nigga. They screamed at us. I didn’t pay any mind to the dreams street runners and youngnz letting them/ letting them end my language to them a bummish. Fuck em/ if I sit long enough. Watch em they’ll come running. I don’t credit the assumptions square dance something a thot once made with dog shit. Dipped in my hog pit. Is there anything better than sucker punching a nigga muthafuckas! BITCH! Watcha Wanta Do!! Can go out in heat waves/ can go out in heat waves in the streets beating the crime wave. Blasting time to bury you/ blasting in your eyes we buried you/ blasting before you die bury you. Better have a kid hostage. It was sad to always watch what you kids turned out to. Followers of cat and won’t die you should be head hunt food head hunted cruel. What a contra/ I wrote this to it. Run abroad no don’t want you fluent. Keep ya shit fluid liquid Nat baby if you thought if was us one that’s enough love they’ll take me. Don’t be sad once listen to the stabs I plan to be that much punished punishment. What God promised for ones who falls succumb to us. Don’t want you crumble so I purged all of your sins. Like a king/ I remember being Mordecai/ Trump, Kai coming’. In first place lady I applaud ya spunk I remember it’ yup Punky Brewster and lunch’/ something from the burbs it’s like Ann but I meant SWARM I would like the same attraction. Be at world peace with myself the world each breath world fame and turn to the love I kept I left while living and getting it in but now fuck a bitch to death. Pump my music loud. As for now I want it live and direct. And jack my dick after I wax the tushy. Smackin on ya pussy. Smackn’ on ya pussy. Light the set with the Gator. Deny me I’ll find you if you got some great puss. What a cave I said, to put away until the day I retire to two or more hoes who can walk around in Betty Flintstones and Wilmas, massage they self and lick the scars from a war I made to make sure they stay in hell. Might try to find me pulling up cases that neva’ stuck since I never been hit since I got free and got these. Learned what it was to keep quiet first it took years to master but I finally got it right near the fate they put me to the knife and I bite/ Simon Dewey. Now I pay for my life or at least that’s the arrangement I try to bring to the eye. We are our worst enemy. Gullible of me to trust rap that brought me the trouble you see tapping my $&%*@/ tapping my fingers Solomon Grundy. Go now/ I know you don’t want me. You’re in the wrong business coming from a savant points shoot/ My homie probably wont give me the gun cause it’ll drop on and blow his words into the mic on the floor. How low’s it got I don’t got any layers that’s beneath aggressions my mother abhorred me thinking if statements with QK! But that’s all! Proverbs/ Quiet.

Dreamstate

Don’t lose a guess/ it’s off to the backstreet where they wanta leave me but I dont’ get back cheeze. It is a life. And one must breath I know they’re they I hear them watching. Whispers. Niggas who met him and some who wanta get me back for things darked in the heart of my mind of course. Once’ll part crime you know the how’s of the legit workers. Can sense who follow but can’t pin em and it ain’t legitimate. The bloodshed will of a chick. Hard to predict who’d know. I been downing all hour tryin not to spliff sour and give in and give up the syndicate to fuck Gina. With Golden Srirachas on the bed and Doritos and bread. Burritos and Cocinina. Peanut Butter/ Vegana. Wedding rings/ provocatuers. Then to Medellin for apologies too late to pop off your off. In the middle of the fountain with dumb looks like it was a second man on fire. Kisses and violins Haribo personalized Clinical Sign. I used to run away from home landed in the middle of Manhattan. Colorful signs on magazines Cook Crack and Terra Squad, 50/ I couldn’t knew I was on my last hunned’ Empty.

Looking at the blitz from the lights and the city that didn’t sleep wishing I didn’t get sent to the ditches and enfer’s Italians send when you aint in Diemme. I was right but don’t know they make them or otherwise they would be hooping with JB The Famous Jett Jackson. And in lanes with Mr. Mathers and his ex-wife back in Michigan at a quiet mansion to retire. I have the attire to be hired driver and servant eye to eyes bring life back to fire and flames I mean. Quietest Kept/ I ride. I got that name back when I was lying to the fires and had a rivaling. Mutable sign and vitals cling to life if I’m liable I remember spelling out life I don’t know about the life holding the life of every who smile while I can’t be anywhere they’ll expect to find. For the crime of derelict fame. With a row of arms the army of gangs they got waiting out inside the snow and the hills at a fraction high barreling down thinking they nice/ but they’re bad awful things. And characters that might of come from under the bing! Goddamn. I’m the king.

Why would my existence come to this. I know now I used to wonder and now I’ll kill you Superman. The Beast must sting. Like a government must take keys keylogging and fuck up a country like a brimstoned valley. Like Zeus had to stance king of the mountains. Then he got Ares. A nigga like me but I’d already lost my soul to the Queen. Wisdom set me free. And angels relieve me of my position. So I might return to be a saint again. With the Godkiller and the lance so I don’t confuse the world compelled by the entrance I ain’t hades. And that lance Doctor Poison. In that/ the brand of a selfless man. Gullible than. A pint taken to the head holding a bomb that blows at a drop of the hand and truth poise. But what was truth of a God of War and foreordinance. History with World War III like I and II will there be more than millions the disaster. Sullivan Mine afterwards as Themyscira. A means to fear nuns. A screaming pitfall. In the dreams of each dream in the midst in windows demeaning gods.

The Devil

I hate the world, because it is written to.  I have more vainglory to an evil spirit and vanity is an empty soul. Is why I am not condemned to eternity, no.  I am the mark of the beast; I am who illicitly coerce pacts.

I live a lie and lie where I lie where it is where a lie is what it do when you lie and then when you lie you only have a lie left to tell so that the lie you told maybe lie or that lie finish...

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