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Lil Addy

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Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down

Kick the door open wit a forty four loaded
To approach a fuckin whore and unload it
Hopin the lord notices the force exploded
To force the ocean towards the explosion
Wit the whore smoked before she's broken
And bleeds as the ouija board has spoken
The demons tore open a whore bloated
For porn videos chosen before the omen's
Torn vocal chords open for a morbid poem
And forms a full ocean of gore overflowin
Like Kill Bill's swords thrown formin oceans
Storms the oceans wit a lot of gore flowin
In the storage frozen wit her organs stolen
Wit an orphans throat slit to form a poem
Of reformed devotion to a warlock's omen
In hordes of ghosts wit war ready Romans
On the fjord hopin to explore the oceans
So what's the final verdict for the motives
Of the bible cursed child born an omen
That's the violent burden orphaned rodent
Lives in the psych ward without emotions
From abusin morphine, Coricidin, Focalin,
Dextromethorphan, and PCP emotionless
As I was born a demon and loathsome kid

Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down

A stone cold villain known for killin women
And children after I smoked hits of incense
Then choke an infant wit rope to discipline
A crippled kid hopin for the christmas gifts
He wrote on his fuckin Christmas gift list
But ended up a Walmart photo missin kid
Injected wit Benzos Propofol and syphyllis
Comatose before I'm givin him injections
Of insulin cut open awake witness this shit
That gets to live a slow way for livin to quit
As a cripple kid on a road still a missin kid
And won't be home Christmas wit the kids
As I've givin him caustic soda wit the shit
So I can keep buildin this fuckin pyramid
Of bodies stacked wit no chance of livin
Without a doubt the bones of children give
The evil feelin hopeless wishin this'll quit
Mom and dad faces ya photo wit the milk
Wit ya livin in this prison full of wicked shit
Suicide driven given up hopin this will quit
Freezin up in ya own grave while diggin it
Grievin at all the full days still missin since
I left the ransom note without the dividend
But to choke this fuckin kid minced to bits
By a total wicked demon high mixin Ritalin
Robos, Focalin, coke and other stimulants
Before ya bleed oceans as ya slit ya wrists
Roasted alive wit the chicken head bitch
In the pot roast sizzlin wit some cinnamon
So the flavor gives the bitch her innocence
Inside the brazen bull roasted wit the dish
Of a slowly roasted fuckin kid wit the fish

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