There Are Some Worse Than Others

This Is Dedicated to the Angel of Death....


These Are Some Remedies Worse Than The Diseaseas,

Worse then the Mensua', when you eat brain….

Well Jolly I'M... I’M, teasing….

Worse then when you yell trriippiiaaaaa., I’M hinting.,

Subliminally Thinking... 

I got this Cutco Knife, I’ve been meaning to scythe…

I’M irking to break freely….

On my marble counter top, it’s dripping with, Amway products, need be 

it re-used, need it re-duced, need it be recycled….

Plant’s all around us, what then Michael Myers?

If I jaggulated you, 

you would just look at me, turn your head, and 

actually speak to me and as if I looked in the mirror 

you'd say.... 

"B__tch., I locked you in the thread of sin.,

I have your costume of death now.,

Time to slither the outcomes of what’s the Chet now.,"

but If you and I are the same.... 

I need to re-assume prowess in my savoir faire

Meaning now to buy…

Errthing in siteee.....

‘Everything on the land of the land is tight now, so.... 

so will I

Sow my everything eyes shut, just to see the bullets wizzz by,

See my Darthmorth Waterloo glide…

Saint John’s

Silver arrow penetrates through solid brick golds of cows 

that wanna die in vain of their future’s sake… 

You wanna meeat Saint Mathew I say in thread,

As he threads to the, Ay to the l ‘

Yell me a another *ing hey tell…

Andrea Chub-A-Dub Marmellaid’jam,

I hope her Mom’s don’t get mad I turned her to

Triple five soul… cause her soul was mightier 

then Adelle’s

thart to freedom... 

Effortlessly have to have left my, 

left my wife behind, to a future I don’t know what

Hell of a type of a, monster concave, 

convex,

effortlessly what style of a 

kinda of a, pandoras box may or may 

not be inside

back in N.Y.C.

I heard in netherworlds online, they still got 

real gunners being empirical…

Thrillions dollar squad critical

I miss that PS3, I miss that may-madness, but all of my

 brothers have shattered glasses….

Forreal thought...

 IT, like Stephen King yoOoo... 

gotta band wagon of supposed heroes

though....

Went away from another home country

To a main country

That I still really love.... 

But

Where there are folks
that for no reason....
 hate me,

They statewake and make fucking laws agaisn’t me,

They try to bring me down with the cross that buried me…

I have symbols in my arms, and my Mom rest in soul restfully


Plsams 19:19

I thank God, Ch3t hasn’t yet baked me….

I thank God, Baker hasen’t yet Chetted’me…

I thank God, Ch3t hasn’t yet baked me….

I thank God, Baker hasen’t yet Chetted’me…

End of Psalms...

Bake on my side telling me Hello, I’M here for 

services, where’s the next tournie.,

I drink down the blood of the pure, drink down the blood 

of what werewas true northern blue wihited

 flag, I never seen racism of this kind still outlast,

And the kids go hungry forever

 may,

I say I never went on a Sunday on pslam day 

who wan’ts a piece of the universe today?

I break another fast while drinking a little water to taste like

 soil, those blood diamonds wont cure themselves on their own.

I break another fast while drinking a little water to taste like

 soil, those blood 

diamonds wont cure themselves on their own.

I break another fast while drinking a little water to taste like soil, those 

blood diamonds won't cure

 themselves on their own.

Chet Baker, You Angel.... Saint of Death and Tormentuous Delivery, 

deliver my soul from sin… I believe in everything righteous.. 

Through the gates of hell… Come on Dude, let me in…..

Tis A Fix.... 

Miss my Lady... 

Chet.. I'M at odds bro, 

For HEavens sake... Favor me... 

Favour my wife...

We need all the help 

we can get bro... 

And while some look at you and

say let's go Mets!! 

I look at you and say where 

have we whence??? 

I love...

 Love... 

(To see you and your Mom on a 

Cross was heavy bro.... )

Dio n Ruthy...