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Long Adventure In Dallas: Bum Ass Crackheads, And Etc
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Long Adventure In Dallas: Bum Ass Crackheads, And Etc
Originally posted by Clarke ReloadedOriginally posted by ekeanonI'm glad I got to witness your lifeOriginally posted by Clarke ReloadedWhite people are like cancer. But its funny how white people die from cancer... is that ironic or a sign from God? :kid:Tags: None
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Originally posted by Real Nigga Haircut View PostWhat’s upOriginally posted by Clarke ReloadedOriginally posted by ekeanonI'm glad I got to witness your lifeOriginally posted by Clarke ReloadedWhite people are like cancer. But its funny how white people die from cancer... is that ironic or a sign from God? :kid:
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Originally posted by Tuna View Postcan you lend a nigga a pencil ?Originally posted by Clarke ReloadedOriginally posted by ekeanonI'm glad I got to witness your lifeOriginally posted by Clarke ReloadedWhite people are like cancer. But its funny how white people die from cancer... is that ironic or a sign from God? :kid:
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Ima kick a dope scheme... You take every line to the head, you bitches dope fiendsOriginally posted by Clarke ReloadedOriginally posted by ekeanonI'm glad I got to witness your lifeOriginally posted by Clarke ReloadedWhite people are like cancer. But its funny how white people die from cancer... is that ironic or a sign from God? :kid:
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Originally posted by Clarke Reloaded View PostIma kick a dope scheme... You take every line to the head, you bitches dope fiends
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Originally posted by King Kurbz View Post
ITS CLARKE!!!!!!Originally posted by Clarke ReloadedOriginally posted by ekeanonI'm glad I got to witness your lifeOriginally posted by Clarke ReloadedWhite people are like cancer. But its funny how white people die from cancer... is that ironic or a sign from God? :kid:
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2018 came...I still sleep alone in the dark
Hopeless and I’m lost cus I’ve been frozen from the start
The pain of being grown I still hold it in my heart
Waiting for my fate to take away my broken thoughts
The only friends I know only know that I am Clarke
Lonely as I walk the streets I’m known for on the block
These poems goin nowhere I hold on to every mark
Knowing the only way I jot is from the pen my homie bought
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