I like my eggs on Sunnymead straight paid like cow feed sultry little darling spitting those poems politely can I get in or is it unlikely on the streets with flight or fight chemistry so much so deer in lights looks divinely to the death high beams so it goes bummy and rapping like bumpy knuckles is driving for me just a dream to rhyme scheme, rhyme syndicate but let me day dream of nights with no fiends just playboy bunnies giving me hops props and more water than wet mops but so I go on Frederick with no gibbs just Adlibs nasty like cold pizza and a warm corona fuck it Wuhon…

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