I’m your next Moderator

hotter than a cosmic ray , or a block where the cops watch like the lines dropped in the rhyme by the Hot Boyz’ Lil’ Wayne ,

my style too provocative for the mild and the tame , and those mired in the ungodly drama of what’s tired and what’s lame , but I’m still gonna get ill and spill what I peddle like I was bigred selling linoleum tile to the dames ,

and gents ,

in the state of Maryland and make amends , with my existence and fate , cuz I taint scared of shit , no matter how hairy the situation is , nope I don’t vary or play to defend ,

cuz I’m on the attack , big sack swag , wrecking balls rumbling through your area ,

and there’s no frontin’ on my “ dozens “ or on the stuff that bust that I share with ya , cuz when I go , my soul gonna glow , like homie’s dome from Coming to America ……

They told me when I came to this country that they played fair . Doesn’t feel like it ……

@spockgato

I’m like 3/8ths plus 4/9ths of a pure mind ,

I retract that , I’m a fraction of the force that’s stored in my spine , while others resort to reporting on “ my crimes “ , in a spineless retort to my “ abnormal “ metamorphosis that started in my cerebral cortex then climbed ,

way passed the view ,

of the average and doomed ,

on Saturdays I don’t take a sabbatical but I’ll listen to Black Sabbath and do , astronomically active actions that prove , my work tactics are not only berserk and learned but pragmatically practiced and passionate too

lustful interactions with what’s on my calendar I consume , an above average mathematical amount of mountainous “ to do “

lists that I disfigure and then extinguish till it’s simply a mist of powerful fumes ,

in sheer minutes I strategize then zoom , and battle through what others mangle and misconstrue , with “ an out “ and an angle for many “ what happens if you get screwed ….. ? “

scenarios ,

that get sucker goofs all scared cuz they’re ill prepared for those , I’ll keep it real , I’ll keep it fair ……to foes : stop sticking your nose in my derrière to sniff the pheromones 

I don’t even say no prayers no ‘mo , I don’t need a rosary , and fuck that missal pamphlet , damn what’s wrote ,

but give me that cross for when our paths come close , and then I’ll give you a coat , cuz when we cross paths you gonna understand what I am : damn I’m cold ……

why you got my freezing out here in deep space on that censorship anyway ?

then they got a problem with the outcome . You reap what you sow . 

spockgato>Elon musk(Donald Trump + herpes)

semantic antics . I’m Ralph Sampson at the rim puttin’ the tip in while I’m laughin’ . Quick . Without missin’ a blip bitches intermingle and then bash my shit . spittin’ “ it clinked in , you stink , damn where’s the swish ? “ assholes exist to miss and it’s the baddest shit . Think Tyrone Mugsy Bogues goin’ for the windmill jam that strips . The rim from the glass like the stripper from her pants so you can see her ass and clit . Motherfuckers can’t dunk like they can’t think so they’re always on that “ let me ask him shit . “ As they twist the linguistics into a predicament and then trample it . Your written is divisive and harder to decrypt than Sanskrit bitch . While I’m a bastion that stands enriched thick like a brick mansion is ,

I’m a stronghold . A fortification . Other motherfuckers are just long noses Pinocchioin’ on some fake shit . I give ‘em the Okey-doke cuz they’re donkeys , to my Kong , as I shake things , while they’re playin’ like they’re gonna save the princess . Heinous . I dismiss them . Cuz you ARE the princess so stop fakin’ with them tits jigglin’ .

* brutal semantics ruins communication . 

I have a dream . To be Freed from this farce that’s foreign to my beliefs . I’m incarcerated in this sparse space with sharp pains in my face and parts of me are weak . Are you ignorant or of marginal smarts towards the jargon of what you read ? Please . Pardon me . I’m the past participle of a particle that’s partially obscene .

My hearts’ sickening beats skip farther than Jetta’s cleats after griddying a TD from a Darnold deep dart if you’re smart don’t start wit me .

Cuz I’m suffocating something fucking horrible and round these parts it’s hard to breathe .

They say I can’t escape these chains draped across my arms and those placed to guard the frenetic charge in my feet .

This shit ain’t just martyrdom this is part and parcel complete ,

larceny of creation , cuz they took my artwork , but who’s the thief ?

 MLK

tectonic plates under the surface shift and shimmy creating a dangerous place to nature an epiphany . I raise the stakes cuz I was given the beef . It’s the leftovers and the residuals individuals left that gets grilled like a steak when I taste it I spit it the meat . And potatoes of what I’m sayin’ is your hatred’s the kitchen to me . And I’m the chef disinfectin’ every section and crevice before entering into fixin’ cuisine .

sickness within dreams . The fiction bitches spit spilling through the chips in their teeth . It’s that ignorance I don’t listen to or give a shit what it means . I’m indifferent to their breed . Heed the words witness the free . Form war torn overlord killing machine glisten pristine .

in the mix . Floss my steez . Flex on these pencil necks crossing all T’s . Dotting all I’s . If it’s wrong to be free call me suicide . Cuz I’d rather be gone than live lost in your skies .

 I Have A Dream 

I’m Bob Gibson .

Dominant instincts .

and an over the top finish .

With a monstrous grimace attached to a motherfuckin’ glare .

Whose rocketship pitches deposit cosmic glitches in nonexistent swings that never hit shit but air . 

I’m delirium on level 10 .

Yet I’m a complete game gem .

that leaves men brain dead in a state of pain praying for it to end . I’m euthanasia in that way . wasting you away till you evaporate into simple vapors that my nasal inhales . You’re stale . I made a mistake . shit never again .

Cuz y’all past your expiration date motherfuckers is gettin’ K’d more than them fake ass answers you get on your text messages .

I’m messin’ with these stressed degenerates pretendin’ they on some special shit . Like you got etiquette . But that don’t equate . cuz it might be The Equator . but he’s from Ecuador . and he’s not a mexican .

I've seen every single pretentious piece of shit talk on things that has no effect on them . It must be easy to talk the talk when you’ve never had to climb a wall to enter shit .

death defying aerial acrobatics and then that mescaline . From that cactus . That’s what happened . Sometimes I forget . To reminisce : The quintessential refresher that acceptance of differences is a treasure and a gift  .

7 straight World Series game wins . Killer . 

@MonteDad

 Yes!!!!!!!!!!!

Well your banned.. spoc rest in peace fentanyl and xilephabl. Does not mix when shooting

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