delete one thing from earth, first it'd be taylor swift who needs that bitch
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delete one thing from earth, first it'd be taylor swift who needs that bitch
Bloody knuckles from pricks, mics get suck in my grip shows blow to bitz
I don't play like a piano, I operate like a soprano
Goodfella of a Soprano after I whack foes like Tommy DeVito did Phil Leotardo
I pull more bitches than weeds out the soil I'm savage filling alcoholics liquor bottles with cooking oil
don't get spoiled when you forget your tinfoil hats to block telepaths from getting your pin numbers exact
yall must be cold like asap and riri rocking blankets like they fake famous homeless trying to prove something to government officials but they can't blow the whistle
Nine lives cats claim their gangster's rife but they're fake as Michael Irvin son's thug life
Any pays from verbal graves come in wavz
Cats act brave due to immense egos but end up in Bushwick Bill diminutive graves
Crime pays to raise the seeds my executions quicker than vehicular homicides at high speeds
Yall keeping Kool as Joe Camel with Hova and a bunch Bey's in sandals
You can't fight like the UFC so you have go to the WWE
Raw breed another mutt emcee deceased I poisoned his puppy chow before the feast
Spanish La Muerte turned English Grim Reaper, extremely rare breed like female serial killers