Taste Nate - Litty Bug

I made a visit to the under-worldly
They said to stop playing with your nose, guns and Trichina worming

I raised my vision to the Higher earthlings
They said maggots yearn to do the dirt for me

Litty Bugs wander crossings in the Rodney Dangerfields
Kicking over buckets to water bodies that make a deal
Farmers bury audi mobiles
they used to riding dirty
A beard with no callous is like a garden with out the worming
Snakes cant defeat the rake but they shape when all the hose out
They only learn to corroborate when they own they grow house

Who could foot the bill with all the carbon he's omitted?
He's been talking with the flowers
Hope she'll give an inch of systemance

All the ventilation he made
till The hill has sunken
Use the mulch as collateral
when the ears of corn been dusted

Agro Cultural
that is growth within the structure
Without a bit a soul or heat
The fruit becomes less pungent
Who gonna stomp the berries
without the beat thats bumping?
If you can't get the rhyme to wine
then the party is not as jumping.

Cite the striping of the livestock
To convince the skin in the game
But every ounce of perspiration
reeks of death from every poison page

No harm no foul flying in the pond by the rose harbor
For Every shallow acre you own there's more magic in her herb garden.

Written by:
LORENZO ARMANDO DURAN, TASTE NATE

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