Noonz Tha Jackal

Praying for the next threat to do what I have to do/ I'm an early bird, you coming after-NoonZ/

& dat's no sence like phone sex wit death bi***es/ I shint Like i got the sun on my arm/ I'll hit'em in a New York minute, nah Bean-Town second/

i'M Trynna bring back 80's Freestyle back wit dis 1. for my Latin heads!

Damn she's a freak cuz she's handlin it propper/ splashed half her face, she look like Phantom of the Opera/ Gave her daddy dick, smashed dis fast bitty/ snatch her stashed fifties, & bounced like fat tities/

I'm a slave wit my shackles off/ smash that apple bottom till it turn into apple sauce/

1st date we had you were shakin ya hips/ speach so sweet i was tastin ya lips/ beat of ya heart is breakin my grip/ butterflies in my stomach is makin me sick/ deapest secrets, in your darkest closets/ conversation no ackword pauses/

Skin you alive, makin out a fashion of flesh/ No patterns are left, and yall can't even fathom whats next/ sellin the kane, wit weight like an elefants frame/ bet you wouldn't hit sky if you fell from a plane/

I'm grippin on sh** so hard it's given a n*** aches/ Just to take ya chain I pray for rain like a strippers faith/

Bendicion Papi

I'de be locked out of my life if being lucky was key

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