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iam smoking on crumble why you running off.on ya plug.that aint love. how you gone slap donw the hand that you need. for a short come up.welcome back to the truth.any body can be a killa.so oh you witness. i pussy said my name you gotta be ked me. i was there and the lord is my witness any body can get it.fuck ya and the nigga that look like ya.i wil flip you in this both.all these rap hits shit what it do.old yellow boy time run out to. fuck commissary when you living free like bomb.time really don't be tickling aint shit funny about the truth.the only thang that get played back is you. before i speak on another brother you my brother iam not ya keepa doe. or ya people doe. aint no papdoes even doe the odds against me.iam even doe lets breack bread what keep a poe man feed and a hoe nigga from going fed.fuck what the streets said.iam gone leaving red.now you paint that picture.dont brush it off.i been got that dirt off my shoulder.now iam paid in full.ya you lied on me.iam not ya homie lover fuck a friend.to many lied on me..bitch when iam fierd aint shit can hold me down. now here we go.iam the light.that light ya blunt.i will use your hand.the one you roll with.and wipe ya ass with it.try me iam button that shouldn't pushed.i was sleep walking.why you was talking.you done woke up the living dead.