Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
WITH THE KNIVES!
Excuse me,
But I was
Wondering,
If you could
Take this knife,
And stick it
SO FAR
Into my
F---ing chest,
That it pierces
My heart and
Comes out
The other side.
I figure
If you're
Going to sh!t
All over me,
You might
As well kill
The better
Half of my
Emotions.
Wouldn't
Want to be
Inconsistent,
Now would
We?
June 15, 2006
Suge
But I was
Wondering,
If you could
Take this knife,
And stick it
SO FAR
Into my
F---ing chest,
That it pierces
My heart and
Comes out
The other side.
I figure
If you're
Going to sh!t
All over me,
You might
As well kill
The better
Half of my
Emotions.
Wouldn't
Want to be
Inconsistent,
Now would
We?
June 15, 2006
Suge
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WITH THE KNIVES!
WITH THE KNIVES!
