IKEMEFUNA - WALTZ ON THE TIGHTROPE

IKEMEFUNA HAS LEFT YOU A MESSAGE. GALLOWS I MIGHT SHARE IN INFAMY SHADOWS OF NIGHTMARES IN LITANY CONSTRICTIONS LIKE THE WIRE IN INFANCY CARRIONS READY THE PYRE - TRUE FRIENDS OF ME? AINT NO MATCH WITH YOUR REPS, CAN’T DEVISE A PLAN THE BLOOD BURST ON THE CURTAINS, YOU WILL DIE A MAN TO GRASP ON THE CRUMPLED THRONE WITH IRON HANDS THICK CRACKS ON UNCOVERED BONES AS I FIGHT THE LAND I FUCK ON EM ALL [xII] THIS DUMB NIGGA STARES AT ME IN THE MIRROR NO IDEA WHO THE FUCK HE IS LET THE LOOP FADE LET THE LOOP FADE LET THE LOOP FADE LET THE LOOP FADE PURGATORY SHIFTS BENEATH MY TALONS FACING TOWARDS PROSPECT OF DESTRUCTION I SHALL SIGH AND KEEP WAITING LOOSE LEAF NIGGAS CROOKED - ENLARGEMENT DISTANCE SHANT BE FLAT FOOTED FUCK. HE HOLDS THE BAND WHILE YOU LEAK! LEAK! LEAK! FAKE ON HIS KNEES TO JUST BESEECH “COME HITHER LITTLE MAN, JUST SPEAK!