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SCARY HOURS.. I'm taking the Master Class. so I can multiply my skills and make bags of cash. Smoking on some hash as I'm rolling up some grass. put my foot on your neck What you expect. Riff raff. It's that time. Spring time draft. & press the gas and pass your ass. IT WAS A FLASH COUPLE SCARY HOURS DRESSED UP FUCKING IN THE SHOWER. PRESSED UP. HOLDING HER BREST UP. IT WAS A MUST I tried to readjust but the thrust was just too much I HAD TO BUST. Shortys good at mathematics. bet u didn't know she's a sex addict. I fucked her in her parents addic in the past. stretched out like a neck of a giraffe stop living like you're walking on glass put your feet down in the grass.. Don't make me beat your ass.. stop being a pussy ass. find some class. didn't take u serious & you where fearess.. unless you can surpress an have a made clean your mess don't move forth with the rest. Cause I'm gonna lay you down to rest. exterminate you like a pest I'm so gangster I don't even wear a vest hit the gym and work up the chest so clean so fresh I got Mentos on my breath Leave you drifting in the past. Wishing you could get some work & make that cash.. MOMMA got that twerk & she shaking it fast. open up the bank and start stashing the cash people walk past jealous about the stacks. bitch I make more money playing blackjack. Never know shit might explode go back to Iraq. I'm make sure I got my snack pack. in a bunch of amo and a tech in my napsack. Watch who you tell to relax. never know what's coming next. call upside neck tell him to come give you a suplex. an brake your fn neck. sit back and watch your side effects besides the Divide I see you decide to cry . some of your people might ask why. but it's simple just open your eyes. a dead person turns into a spirit that flies.. now let me ask you a question why the f*** would I want to die.. I rather smoke some weed an get high. plan a block party for the end of july.. I gotta try. God dint put me on earth to simply die. I need to live a little an tell a couple lies. before ending my pride an telling my mom an pops good by. Let me explain my situation in easy rotation with limited hesitation as I start meditation without draining my brain I'll speak simple and plain of course it's easy to fall off course go to a family reunion and cook up a board. I evite the girl from next door not knowing she's a cute little whore. Deep in conversation Trip with a nail sticking out the floor board. your blood pressure rises so I put my fist through the door.... at this point i don't care about no. fuck the.. land loard. Lord grace. I surround my self with good people in any case. So if you disrespect me I'm slap u in your face. now step back get the fuck out my space. my blood pressure rise I'm crazy you can see it in my eyes. you ever play the game Clue.. what should you do when somebody's holding their waist... it's real life not a game. I look directly in his face an take aim. It's such a shake you gotta point the finger an gotta tell on somebody by name. why you gotta try to defame so you can drop your name in the mix an try to get fame. Your fucking lame. it's such a shame I throw Fireballs at you and hit you in the forehead with the flame it's insane who could have predicted .. I got that raw.. I'm doing my Thang. just bought a 24k straw.. my custys Lil Wayne. this shits 100 percent cokecane
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SCARY HOURS.. I'm taking the Master Class. so I can multiply my skills and make bags of cash. Smoking on some hash as I'm rolling up some grass. put my foot on your neck What you expect. Riff raff. It's that time. Spring time draft. & press the gas and pass your ass. IT WAS A FLASH COUPLE SCARY HOURS DRESSED UP FUCKING IN THE SHOWER. PRESSED UP. HOLDING HER BREST UP. IT WAS A MUST I tried to readjust but the thrust was just too much I HAD TO BUST. Shortys good at mathematics. bet u didn't know she's a sex addict. I fucked her in her parents addic in the past. stretched out like a neck of a giraffe stop living like you're walking on glass put your feet down in the grass.. Don't make me beat your ass.. stop being a pussy ass. find some class. didn't take u serious & you where fearess.. unless you can surpress an have a made clean your mess don't move forth with the rest. Cause I'm gonna lay you down to rest. exterminate you like a pest I'm so gangster I don't even wear a vest hit the gym and work up the chest so clean so fresh I got Mentos on my breath Leave you drifting in the past. Wishing you could get some work & make that cash.. MOMMA got that twerk & she shaking it fast. open up the bank and start stashing the cash people walk past jealous about the stacks. bitch I make more money playing blackjack. Never know shit might explode go back to Iraq. I'm make sure I got my snack pack. in a bunch of amo and a tech in my napsack. Watch who you tell to relax. never know what's coming next. call upside neck tell him to come give you a suplex. an brake your fn neck. sit back and watch your side effects besides the Divide I see you decide to cry . some of your people might ask why. but it's simple just open your eyes. a dead person turns into a spirit that flies.. now let me ask you a question why the f*** would I want to die.. I rather smoke some weed an get high. plan a block party for the end of july.. I gotta try. God dint put me on earth to simply die. I need to live a little an tell a couple lies. before ending my pride an telling my mom an pops good by. Let me explain my situation in easy rotation with limited hesitation as I start meditation without draining my brain I'll speak simple and plain of course it's easy to fall off course go to a family reunion and cook up a board. I evite the girl from next door not knowing she's a cute little whore. Deep in conversation Trip with a nail sticking out the floor board. your blood pressure rises so I put my fist through the door.... at this point i don't care about no. fuck the.. land loard. Lord grace. I surround my self with good people in any case. So if you disrespect me I'm slap u in your face. now step back get the fuck out my space. my blood pressure rise I'm crazy you can see it in my eyes. you ever play the game Clue.. what should you do when somebody's holding their waist... it's real life not a game. I look directly in his face an take aim. It's such a shake you gotta point the finger an gotta tell on somebody by name. why you gotta try to defame so you can drop your name in the mix an try to get fame. Your fucking lame. it's such a shame I throw Fireballs at you and hit you in the forehead with the flame it's insane who could have predicted .. I got that raw.. I'm doing my Thang. just bought a 24k straw.. my custys Lil Wayne. this shits 100 percent cokecane
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