SmokingSkulls

0x4…b5e

ERC1155

Oh my aching hands From raking in grands and breakin in mic stands Villain; his smile stuns ya chick While he puts himself in your shoes Run ya kicks You heard it on the radio; tape it Play it in your stereo your crew'll go apeshit Raw lyrics; he smells em like a hunch The same intuition that tells who spiked the punch Curses He's truly the worsest With enough rhymes to spread Throughout the boundless universes Let the beat blast She told him wear the mask He said you bet your sweet ass Its made of fine chrome alloy Find him on the grind He's the rhinestone cowboy Doom really has always meant everything to me. Like many people I was obsessed with this mans lyricism and beyond that his ability to create gorgeous lore out of thin air. He became so much more than a man by simply speaking it into existence. No one disputes that his man is one of the greatest to ever do it. His vibe is so legendary that it's energy will reverberate through the universe forever. The brightest candles burn the quickest. You're gone to soon and we'll forever be left wanting more. Rest in Infinite Peace one of the greatest artists of all time. We miss you everyday!

Name

Smoking Skull #134

Owner

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ID#46590335…545665

Rarity

X-LO:87%