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I walk on a brick road covered with stones I can't see the rest I made a bridge to reach you, a bridge made of fools I felt the wind, water waves I saw the sunrise, I saw the moon waves As it feels across the sky I was digging my grave I finished the bridge one day It was weaker than the pain Pain from the wind, water and waves Burn bridges, bricks and bones I felt the breeze fallin' one night.
Period girlie, never let no man, oh my god I'm so high right now, never let no man, never let no man tell you what to do, period queen, by the way girl you're so pretty, you're so gorgeous girl, or whatever, never let no man tell you what to do.
Shut the fuck up bro, that shit is not annoying, shut up, shut up, that shit is not annoying I don't know what the fuck you're saying, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
BITCH I'M A MOTHAFUCKA BITCH I'M A MOTHAFUCKA ASSHOLE YOU MOTHERFUCKER KIND OF A MOTHAFUCKA EGGY ASSHOLE I'M A MOTHAFUCKA KEEPER I'M A MOTHAFUCKA POLICE OFFICER I'M A MOTHAFUCKA ASSHOLE
Man, shut yo five-year-old lookin' ass up, boy. You sound like an actual four-year-old, bro. I know you ain't talkin', bro. Yo name is Swaggy. That hurts!
get ur ugly ass on somewhere it was the fucking voice filter dumb ass bitch im 14 and im more mature then u, ugly ass bitch go fuck u and ur fucking dumb ass poems that are ass
yo just just shut up you you think you're so cool because you can say a lot of words and you can cuss like you know you know you got to use that voice changer to hide your voice because you know for a fact that you sound like a fucking dying gremlin underneath that damn phone brush shut the hell up please
First of all, I simply said, fuck the poem. Bitch, cause I don't like the poem. Second of all, who the fuck are you to tell me not to cuss? Or use a voice changer, bitch? You need to shut the fuck up and stop worrying about people and go unfatten that neck. Because, bitch, it's not looking too good. That neck is getting wider each time I look at it. So stop fucking texting me, bitch. Oh, I mean, replying to me. You know what the fuck I meant. Now get your dirty ass on, bitch, cause I will cuss as much as I want to and I will use this voice changer till the day I die.
I'ma try it, but I'm skipping all the parts where I can't do it. I walk on a big road covered with stones made from nature and bones and I was all alone. Added to it. Damn. I saw the sunrise. I saw the moon wane as it fills across the sky. I was digging my grave. I finished the bridge one day. It was weaker with pain, pain from the wind, water and waves. Damn, that shit hard. I'm not saying the rest because that shit just don't fit in, bro.
Thank you for not reading it with the horrible fucking Auto-tune bro, I keep hearing people trying to read my poems with the auto-tune and I'm like bro Stop, please. It's cringe. You're making me cringe over my own shit cuz you want to use fucking auto-tune
I walk on a brick road covered with stones made from nature and bones. I made a bridge to reach you, a bridge made of fools. I felt the wind, water, waves. I saw the sun rise, I saw the moon land. As it feels across the sky, I was digging my grave. I finished that bridge one day. It was weaker with pain. Pain from the wind, water, and waves burned bridges, bricks, and bones. I felt the bridge fall one night. Flames and fire. It was so dire. It was a long fight. Made no sense to me, but I'm pretty sure you spit in it.
It's exactly- I can't help but laugh. It made no sense to me, but I'm pretty sure you're spittin'. It's literally about, like, cutting people out of your life. That's all it's about, man. That's really all it's about. Also, if you like swipe, there's more. You mad funny for that.
I walk on a brick road covered with stones made from nature and bones. I made a bridge to reach you, a broad made of foes. I felt the wind and waters and waves. I saw the sunrise, I saw the moon wake as it falls across the sky. I was digging my grave, I finished that bridge. One day it was weaker with pain, pain from the wind with waters and with birds.
I don't mind you like, you know, totally breaking copyright laws with my shit, but like, at least do a good job, like, respectfully. I'll cut you some slack though, because you didn't use that fucking autotune bullshit that everyone be doing when they're reading my poems. Lord have mercy.
I walk on a brick road covered with stones, made from nature and bones, I made a bridge to reach you, a bribe made of fools, I felt the wind wavy, wind water waves, I saw the sun rise, I saw the moon wane, as it feels across the sky, I was digging my grave, I finished the bridge one day, a seeker with pain, pain from the wind, water waves of burn bridges, bridge bones, I felt the bridge fell one night, flames on fire, it was so dark,
I walk on a bridge, road covers and stones. I come from nature and bones. I made the bridge to reach you. A body made of foes. I felt the wind, what it weighs. I saw the sun rise, I saw the moon wave. As it sails across the sky, I was digging in my grave. I finished that bridge one day, I was reaching the day.
I wanna go on a break OK Miss dune I can't see it I'm just I made a person YouTube braid me to fools I feel the wind water waves I saw the sunrise I saw the mailman is it the moon weigh As it feels across the sky I was digging my grave if I finish the British Monday was because I'm paying I'm reading
I'm saying this motherfucking song, but I can't I just don't know how it goes So I'm trying to make my own melody, you know, I Walk on a brick road covered with stones Hold on. I'm gonna make a turn. Holy shit guys. Can I say hurry up, please? Please? I'm getting scared Made from nature
I will go on a brick road cover with stones made from nature in Boone zones I made a bridge to read you a bridge made of fools and I filled the win waterways I fucking messed up again