My Tiger Cub
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Dernière publication jeu., mars 31, 2022
This story is inspired by the story, "The Lion's den" by BL_Love. This story is different because it contains different aspects.
WARNING! Sex, violence, blood and strong language is strongly included in the story! If you don't like this, DON'T READ this story!
A Shapeshifting school where only the baddest and the most craziest people go, after committing nefarious and psycho like crimes.
"Ravenwood Institute" A place Nobody wants to go. Known as Hell as society calls it. (Located near Santa Cruz,CA)
"Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ay
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ay
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ay
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ay
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it, " ay
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ay
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it blow, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no"
Psycho- Post Malone
What happens if you enter the Tiger's den? Will you get eaten or will you soul be tarnished in the claws of the beast? Will there be a way out to save your skin or will you be looking in the jaws of your predator? So many possibilities and one small soul who has been through enough hardships as it is.
You will get to know more in this story :) Plz read it! It will be good!
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