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Motherfuxkers try a pull up beats on me Motherfuxkers I crumble you, I don't let daylight in I'm the devil killing everyone in sight, right try and fight me Your so short you can't even bite me, I do it for the sport only I do it on my lonely I wait for the day there Gona be a clone of me, Mona Lisa jump of the BALKANy Europe yourself to death like nazis on their last breath, takin meth the only way I can place a bet,I set sail to new levels, all the one way rebels and dumbbells are following me my exact footsteps fuckin sheep get off my dick and don't fuck with me Cos I don't really want to play I don't really like to pray now, Cos there is no way To fight for a better day I do this cleverly I roll up in a chevrolet You better tool up you fool I slit your mother's throat and boast how she said I'm the goat bitch, and I ain't a brit, I critical strike you, on the Mike were not alike but outside we click together like Michael Jordan and the bulls I got a cull, farm till my pack is full, My nutsack is numb, from these mumble rappers suxkin it, they talking bout the rap game bitch I'm fuxkin it, rich with 0 bucks my flows so hot you can blow me till your brains rot and still make a wish cos I don't really like to play I don't really like to pray now I really gotta find a way To fight for a better day Fight for a better day every day yesterday was less than a day ago may my sins wash away like the rebel that's stuck inside me with paper flowing out verses scrabbled on it fight me? You will be gone with him Cos I don't really want to play I don't really want to pray noe I really gotta find a way Anyway how
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