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i make money i have all stuff you give many ideas my mind on stuck if you are enemy good luck dont mind you cant win im fucking ja....... i hit every bit like tsaki tsan and i drink all the grass now what a fuck many killos in my back but i can so it ya where is my twice fone we need buy some drugs all we pay cash i travel with the bus like tony wouiza.....like tony woiza i chill in backyard i have lines in the yard im the best bacap i don like bad cups and i run so where is the money and your glass and your xlockwork is mine give it to. me ya....... ( verse 1) refrent......()?!(-+())/). thats good ok no bate no hate 2 gate first date bad day remake so late whereis is your father say bad day my dog die thats say how am i so rate so tilt still so true no fake...........!;:?;;:!!?:''!!!:'''. ( verse 2). some rythm in my life o yea bad days and good days fine xa are you fix what i pay no jam. are you still my idea man what a fuck like a person i have three cups im inteligent to now to find and where you are the thirt my mind is a cat is killer so dangerous but tell hows the bad hows the thinking gone