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why you calling for justice my fuck you fanger get to banging.arm and Hammer i remember coming up selling slammers shotting marbles everybody want a yellow hammer.to you see that bolder drawing circle running shit over.wipe me down with no shade iam heating up.its show time game over fuck that iam not with that crossing the lines.keep shit sweet never bitter.fuck you and ya so call hitter. i took the bitter out the sour apple.aint no more rotting apples shit sweet spells in the dirt wiping whisper out i remember when it was a crime to waste time.if iam lying iam dieing butter melt quick in the heat. you skillet head iam watching heat and the night.all shit here we go again must be flashing lights i see then coming iam to tide fuck running.my right hand gripping iam always tripping.never flipping fuck flopping.loude but want peace.shhh be quiet.sweet potato pie ya mad when the crust aint doe were the gun line boss to the left. buy tom dick and Harry.larry curly and moe Boy you to dam slow here we go again my only son not a twin close to ken.you gotta be ya self.Down south its a big difference in politics. if you don't no.i will bus ya bubble.why you playing turn me up.and come see what iam saying.i will get ya l