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smoke it drink it then I gotta go pistol packing drug addict dead on side of road left his body hanging you better listen when your told at the age of 13 I started seeing bodies cold ima bout ta tell you all a little fucking story even if I gotta killa Murtha fucka show me I spit it so quick you couldnt catch me if you had too new to the game still put you to shame and now you know I have too slowly gettin better and I'm grinding everyday comin at me sideways always lands you ina grave dark thoughts yea they haunt me and I promised to be saved ima have to ask you so politely to behave even if I'm to drunk to rumble never stumble