the street
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there's no resting on the street were your destined to seek you fate at the end of the gate. if anythings trash we gonna discard we leave you cut up in pieces your left with scars cause my crew swarms you like a thousand bees stings big enough army to rule like a romen king blow your head off with any cost your blood is scattered on the wall like paint it's splattered and matter a fact ima rip this track cause I'm feeling that the villains are filling cavity gaps of this blasphemy rap catch em lack hit em in the back with 50 racks of him blasted and packed basically packed with gats that spray with no delay fractioned in pain you just got sprayed with a full mag of shame
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