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Jul 24, 2017 3 min

Yellow Lifestyle

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Flat minor sip that stale mocha. Whip that braid longer. Sit to decimate stones. Could not have known. Leave out renegade bronchioles. My work flourishes while you tarnish open minded. I slit your throat you desire blemished states. Your injury equals misery. Stay devoted wrecking darkness. Now I never fall for anything. Destiny was my angel. If I left she cried sorrows. Borrowed the pain feeling down under bed sheets. I pull in by the five's. Exhale smoke by the ten's. Drop those squeamish fakes. On the pavement with those curfews. Imitation mixing with parody. For song was religion. Keeping those hundreds by the counter. When I pick them out they come dripping by the numbers. Run the blocks but you could never sniff out my stamina. I diversify giving knowledge. This poverty was a trap. Trying to convince you that I am the one. The pit stop ain't even refuelled yet. So you charge by the tyre pressure gauge. Next time you take a piece of my sole existence. For my family I rake in the bundles of joy. Thoughts abundant above your hair line. Failure was always a compromise. Just decided to break this cycle. My titles transferred in succession. Guaranteed to hit that body bag. Uphold your standards when these carefree considerations become alert. My conscious is so trivial. Thinking to give time for the source. Designer gym bags in the back of these combats. Crush them all roast these sacks from your oven. I get bare lazy eyes to make me come back stronger than a Walrus. Uncertain of your past. I stole to determine your capacity. Decompose as you regurgitate gastric fluids. A friend sticks around hidden on subtle enamel grooves. Now who do I trust? Like Tupac Shakur said, "It's just me and my girlfriend"! Worse phones divorce yardies break up the tone. Eyes felt on her flights. Thighs take off the trauma. Have them bent like designer. Back arched shake up this drama. Prepared to lay off this Menthol. She hot like this fired. The cracks speaking those tires. On my make shift just melt for tall dancers. Cashing fabrics pass that highlighter. Make this water pistol Marc Jacobs. Big brother felt like a sticky note. Unconventional hives give them diversions. Tap into your energy flaring discussions. Make it shine, I done so much side shit. I feel ashamed to walk down the aisle with these house negroes. She is kind natured, nervous on my account and gentle to feel touched. I get my head back in the game before I even talk. I promised you one pound I owe them no more after this. A Jew can't act out Lex Luther. Who in hell? You break someone's ribs not cheeks. That same exact seed that factored you in. That hung you, that left me hanging on a leash. Did you bring me here as a friend? If so I will come at my own time. Made my mind up to resolve such contradiction. Still lurking in your bun. Have a ball on the golden nuggets by her side. I pray that you purge every stain of sin from our calcified ribs. People don't understand deliberation. For nothing should raise us all!

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