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Beyond peons I ruled swimming with vipers slithering through
Ghetto schools where minors pack tools deadly as my punchlines
And chest stabs bitches get mad and burn buildings hoe should've stayed in rehab but couldn't escape the dope bag vaginas I poke mad
Spit on faces as they deep throat
Light the leaf smoke collides with clouds colored grey my manner is murder by the way of long dagger
No laughing matter when the opposing bastard is blasted for chit chatter and all you see is brain matter
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