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Lyrics-Masked Ryder out on the plains rhymes hotter than a branding irons stains six shooter of words draw on the beat leave tumbleweeds of defeat at my feet ain’t no cattle baron after my herds I’m wrangling syllables collecting unheard verses like lost gold hidden away unearth em with a lyrical display Stetson low spittin dust flow smoother than aged cactus thrust through the dry desert of wack MCS bringing the heat with my lyrical decrees got rhymes sharper than a sidewinders fang verses that rattle like a cattle stampedes BANG!!
I’m cooked.
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