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Array ( [sid] => 186400 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Game Night [time] => 2019-07-16 21:24:37 [hometext] => Game Night with Kane [bodytext] => I remain calm, a ticking time bomb,
We playing a game called Life, its your move but your stuck in the observatory without a Clue,
You playing Checkers, I play Chess, you playing for Chips while I sink Battleships,
Like Monopoly your fake, Ill strip you of your dignity, call me... the bank,

Ever wonder what its like to bring a knife to a gun fight,
Cross me at your own Risk, have the local police asking questions like Go Fish,
Dismemberment due to Aggravation, call it... Operation,
A Mastermind as I Connect 4, got you in a Crossfire speaking through a Ouija board,

I contemplate your demise, like Pictionary I see the images in my mind,
To figure me out is like playing Scrabble cause Im on some biblical stuff like Babble,
Smash your face with a Horseshoe even dental records cant Guess Who,
Its too late to say Sorry, Ill murk your entire family, call it... Yahtzee,

If your mouth gets reckless you end up in a close casket...headless,
Even with Chutes and Ladders you cant catch me, stick to Old Maid Im playing Rummy,
Down to the last one like Uno, dropping my foes one by one like Dominos,
You in Trouble thats a fact, got you caught up in the Mouse Trap,

Everyone remembers the winner, disrespect me and Ill spread you out like Twister,
My words flow like blood from the throat, slit ear to ear watching you choke,
Enough with the games, my word play insane,
Gather the family for this Masterpiece, breaking news a family deceased.

Heart & Soul
Kane

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Game Night

Contributed by Kane on Tuesday, 16th July 2019 @ 09:24:37 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



I remain calm, a ticking time bomb,
We playing a game called Life, its your move but your stuck in the observatory without a Clue,
You playing Checkers, I play Chess, you playing for Chips while I sink Battleships,
Like Monopoly your fake, Ill strip you of your dignity, call me... the bank,

Ever wonder what its like to bring a knife to a gun fight,
Cross me at your own Risk, have the local police asking questions like Go Fish,
Dismemberment due to Aggravation, call it... Operation,
A Mastermind as I Connect 4, got you in a Crossfire speaking through a Ouija board,

I contemplate your demise, like Pictionary I see the images in my mind,
To figure me out is like playing Scrabble cause Im on some biblical stuff like Babble,
Smash your face with a Horseshoe even dental records cant Guess Who,
Its too late to say Sorry, Ill murk your entire family, call it... Yahtzee,

If your mouth gets reckless you end up in a close casket...headless,
Even with Chutes and Ladders you cant catch me, stick to Old Maid Im playing Rummy,
Down to the last one like Uno, dropping my foes one by one like Dominos,
You in Trouble thats a fact, got you caught up in the Mouse Trap,

Everyone remembers the winner, disrespect me and Ill spread you out like Twister,
My words flow like blood from the throat, slit ear to ear watching you choke,
Enough with the games, my word play insane,
Gather the family for this Masterpiece, breaking news a family deceased.

Heart & Soul
Kane





Copyright © Kane ... [ 2019-07-16 21:24:37]
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Re: Game Night (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Wednesday, 17th July 2019 @ 05:20:51 AM AEST
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ha ha ha ha
you dropping lyrical bombs
well done




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