Dis king ๐
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Sins are running thin Pull up kill your kin When I shoot Your brain do a 360 spin I leave bullet holes in your skin A A A Bullets in your head I killed ya thatโs why I fled All I do is dread dread All I did was kill you dead ๐ You so fat you problem grass fed A A A Dis Dis Dis
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