TryingTillI'mTrite.

Uh, been on my slow minded timing,
This rhymin can't stop the delusional vying.
Nah, I'm just lying
The lion left leery of the critters near he
Shiver me timbers
Growing weary as he's on the prowl for a couple hours in December
Sour,
The taste on his tongue, take a look at all that he's done
Unsprung
Antiquities accumulate to none
Face on the cheese grater trynna feel some

Anyhow
Simba scribes soliloquies with his paw paddles
Wit-ness, the death rattle
Lose the bequest in the battle
Sicknesses seeping through the epidermis, you best hop on your saddle
Scarred by scourge, fall to the urge, we straggle
Desecrated from the debacle
How to tackle
King of the jungle, left alone to die from the infection, fungal
Every Lord within this Universe falls to their knees
In the struggle



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Writer(s): Syed Ahmed
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