colla poppin it
I'm off to sse the wizard but not conversatin with the opposites
I'm nasty like a spider bit me now I've got an eye that itches
fuck the world but pay me in gold so I can die in riches..
B)
A smile so sinister it's like a canister on a fur rug
flammible gas liquid will burn if you tip over the urn blaow!!
B)
Venom subsides in me.. So I am no longer empty
the creative process that constructed me is on repeat
i can't believe i'm violent rippin condoms skeetin on ya sheets
Ya mouth is open wider bitch my nonsense only reach'd its peek
the tip is always gorgeous lookin down at all the people..
the door is always seethrough so in fact we are not equal
so I'm bussin down the door slappin champagne out ya hand
so sit clear to understand that isnt a demand ..I just want you to know my name..
maybe then you'd understand..
NizzyismyVenom....
Nizzy'..
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