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u wanna c me dead..... well try it bigshot put couple bags up in some hands for there big shot crack ur head brains get scrambled u think u bigshot lose or win you gone die never ever thought id be on top so i stay on the bottom close to the black top treat life like ah game of black opps i was doing prison terms before ur urge to break bike locks u were smokin erb kickin it wit terds had ur hair all in curls or lil twisted tight nots u da type that used dymatap at night snuck out from pops house and got cought using eye drops ur wrist cant tell u when ur times up but a barrale of a gun ull try to run bullets let u kno when ur times done talkin like uv done hella crimes son pipe down times up ur pies done 10 cents shine you put to dimes down 5 year term u served 2 weeks and moved out of town you thinkin that u cant be found but carma gone swallow yall the kings heads gone guess he wont need this crown i can see it now you talkin shit gettin loud me pucnhin you hella times call that pack iow gerber goons just slab kickin it smashin shit i wreckon we might just have to pack u out pick u up like a kid pick up a bug or sometin out a dirty creek call that crawdad syle my girl watchis cartoons ur bitch spunges bob at patricks house allways blackin out one day u gone wind up not wakin up or in a back of a pickup truck soaked in piss ur mouth stuffed full of dogg shit ur lips slit along with them wrist small trail of blood going straight off the tail gate down to the hitch no wieght bench ur body ill dead lift no problamo i bailed hey as a kid and gettin rid of a body is simple as is twisted and gifted i am u trippin on women reason uv takin the stand so much detail u a snitch so wat is it u dont understand gigs up i guess its off to dogg island for u or ull putch a tent out at the bad lands seperation from sasiety cuz u a bad man told dumpster fuckin dave to behave fuck u trash man you belong in a trash can that sick boy he broke ur tail light right should of set off ur air bagg with a flair gun and sliced ur tires twice when i see u its flight on sight same with saint michle him walkin the streets is just not alright clay roads knows wat it means to try to take a life allmost ended jullies days and nights not that shes livin right its a sickness that probably came from his uncles side hope u both drink pesticide makin fun of fact that girl had a accident and lost her eye showin up cuz ur nephew got hit with a rock cuz he cant keep his hands off the innocent a girl this time lets switch it up i used to look up to this chump hold up i dont give a fuck well call him andy on this one what a bumb let me down left him behind on a harion slump Quinton left me dumb founded with his outburst on another mans son brians Lian if he said he never ran up and fuck duke disney club kid might as well beat his self up jesse bacons red bluffs clayakun two homeless gay dudes call that real trail blazin brothers that have no choice do hella voice razin look at how u behaven makes me question who laced um makes me question who raised um i keep that to my self i see u so duz evey one els top shelf pussy u dont have so sad my bitch stick to ur self u already fucked punks i dont think u need help lets throw hands can u afford another ,l i put that on my momma ur body just to frail i know i paint a perfect picture but ur portrait explains the cornyness ur always bringing wit cha with a mixer of drugs u mad dogg hit u wit ah mixer right left right yall i suggest you bring ur peoples wit cha left eye right eye watch me chip woods in to splinters hold up pimpin im just kiddin dont be bitter didnt call u oh now u a bigget now u stick ur knose up to ur big hitters i have a friend of a friend murk u threw knowing ur big sister she play twister wit my niece and her sister the call comes a little quicker when u net work and dun deals wit hitmen all way down to the babysitter this no micro pimpin but might have to shave a ah ......well hell heaven aint that far away so hay sienta tey porfabor or ur ruka get blown away spensa coma rada some times my minds like a throw away in the wrong hands im vessel to be used a soldier and in the wrong hands a mass of man that just wont never go away here to stay work or play night or day here i lay no nap wide awake no night cap smoke crank till i sleep till then yall better hide some place little crawl space lill nest lil greedy bitch u tricked sware she lick but u met her on my space questions make my mind race fast pace conversation over now eat bear mace ur crouched down in a dark place lower than low get u when in a
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