after all it was the system who to taught us how to properly kill
Bang out the bangers bodacious spread out
fists in your mists that glow in the darkness
Gain on demands pay-pew-view the hit
frankly speaking vibes reaching ante-up
pistol whip the racist ducks in the black truck
my chain cuts resemble king tut's
the spill is worth the price of organs in church
I'm insane as Big lurch on dust
your brain on bust frame on crush
Got the kush hang on dutch
I'm the rain on rust your game on scuff
paper flushed drug thugs detained then crushed
float over hills hop over cliff's images stuffed
stay cut against the buff slay a slut
high-wires raise em up brave as fuck
slave to what i never knew
i owe myself internal revenue
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