Son of the Reaper
maintain myself threw my start with a pencil, told me get out the hood cause my heart they can tell i got way to much potential, so for now i hold my shit down, street sweeeper call me the reaper ill blow yo fucking bitch ass right down, fun shit, drum clip with a hunna rounds, bitch im hunter, i aint playing around, confront yo stupid ass, put em to the ground, then leave em to smell, like my pass, i cast all these bitches some hell, cause im just tryna make it out! got me a bag threw hennsey, mag up all my enemys, they still talking down i bet thats cause they are full of jealiousy, bitch when i talk best lower your tone, cause when i walk, bitch i aim for the dome, tooth for a eye, but id be barry yo bones, truth of a lie, i dont know, but iv been cloned, clue of mi, fuck with me, i wouldnt come alone, you finna see, you will be gone, amen tho! maintain myself threw my start with a pencil, told me get out the hood cause my heart they can tell i got way to much potential, so for now i hold my shit down, street sweeeper call me the reaper ill blow yo fucking bitch ass right down, fun shit, drum clip with a hunna rounds, bitch im hunter, i aint playing around, confront yo stupid ass, put em to the ground, then leave em to smell, like my pass, i cast all these bitches some hell, cause im just tryna makeu it out! #LMRS
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it ok
yo bro look at ur in box or crew chat you saying u want beef??????
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