See the shovel your in grave danger
Spitting that blazhzay blazhzay with blasphemous anger in the house like the East gunman the party wetter
Sick type prototype like the Wu I'm forever in your head like conditioner
Casualties of war prisoners on life lock with no visitors beat down the c.o.
My house needs no corrections disciple of the section one plus eight
I drop it heavy weight endorsed by rich niggas out of state it's your born date and your out of cake know your candles blown punch the artificial artists that are silicone then I seal my throne wind blowing hard taste the piss as I urinate in the abyss I'm the Apache your a gangster bitch
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