Lets start with this rebel heartless bitch Wishin to develope a fellowship with a Kardashian Get Kim plastered take her back to the pad and last a minute Just enough to make her have his bastard kid A skinny shit with an ass and now hes rich too for doin jack shit This is what he imagines when hes Sittin back with some jack dans Gettin hammered at the local tavern Grabbin his own ass cause no bitches are dancin Drops it low on the dance floor Does some gymnastics Goes spastic, wreaks havic with the plastic Rings up a tab so bad it comes with pajamis Brains smashed like its sandwiched Splatters like manwich He handles it There goes the jack thats the last of it Its on to Rose so they call him titanic Sinkin and spinnin so bad taz cant even fathom it Marylin Mansin turns into Jennier Anniston Grabs her hand quick Its back to the sedan when tragedy hits Gives her a birthday package but he isnt wrappin it Thinks what could happen but Hes to hammered not to nail this random bitch Reverse fashion he unfastens his belt laughin No hidin theres no passion Aladin just wants his magic carpet ride damnit Looks like Jasmine now but tomorrow shes Hanson Its already tomorrow now hes gotta get back quick Back to reality, back to the pad, shit Kicks her to the curb, grabs the handle and slams it Dodges traffic and ditches like theres cops tryin to catch him Hes back within minutes without nothing tragic Slips the wedding band back on his hand That he vowed never to abandon Tipsy toes through the grass Mouth still tastes of whiskey and random bitch Sad situation when he kisses his kids to sleep with those damn lips Slips in the sack, his love grabs his hand Hes the man, hangover the only damage But hes killing her slowly she dont know the half of it Shes faithful, hes the phantom assassin Its already passed him He crashes Holds her hand tight like nothing ever happened
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