lotta v

from Sven's Paddock by oaky

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back to old habits again,
high in the paddock with sven,
cautious of seeming glorious,
when enormous resources
point out my forest of flaws,
metaphor wars in hopes of settling scores,
rarely pause when face to face with father Claus ,

how'd do it jolly?
in attire similar to Wally,
minus the stripes,
cold arctic air must make your sinus ignite,
high as a kite
has me blabbering to my imagination,
ten figments whisper their fixations
with only a smattering of hesitation,

on a noble steed cantering from left field to right field,
centre pastures is where I activate my mind shield,
wits sheathed, till my lips creak, out some shit speech,
then I'm on the mend again,
fully equipped to end a friend,
with one mouthful of spittle.

it's just one mouthful of spittle,
that you could call venom!

quick grab your keys brah and head to the ER!
either that or flee far before your captured by these bars,

venom in my system,
resin firing out a piston,
you lying if you kissed him,
it'd be best if you don't listen,

venom in the system!

here,
have some venomous venison
for all y'all various vultures,
vocalising vulgar and vampiric
volleying vats of volcanic viscous,
vacuuming up villages of victorious vigilantes and vagabonds,
lotta v.

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from Sven's Paddock, released October 10, 2017
produced by upper class. peep the art: soundcloud.com/upper-class-hip-hop

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