Destiny
White Rhinoima be a gangsta till I'm dead it's my destiny keep the junkies coming back kuz I got the recipe try me he gon rest in piece I just grew up in the streets yeah gotta keep my heat on the block I plot and scheme momma say uh deamon in me i just say I'm eating momma yea im out here I be Robin I been hanging with the monsters name my ruger lex Luther bullets hit like crypotonote I be creeping thru the night caught em slipping without his pipe you know that he lost life yea the system sent me down they was trying take my life I was really on that yard yea I always kept a knife I mite kill you in yo sleep yea the pain hitting deep I did all them yrs alone started hustling got a phone got the pack in thru the mail wen I couldn't make my bail still locked up but making sells no matter what i prevail I heard you growing a tail I kept it solid foreal im tryna kill for a meal i aint got time to chill are you gon ride foreal if I get whipped baby are you gon hold my steel she me you down foreal Im showing you im real ima come pay yo bail ima go cop you a lawyer he say you'll beat the case told you I got u baby ima make sure that u strait but I could just die anyday Ima just show you game all I kno how do I change keeping it g to my grave
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