so dead

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15 Nov 2020

am living life till my caz close fuck love I suppose I toast to da all my dead foes dont get expose fuck da grave yard rose rest I peace souls deaddlows scred screws keep my deep on da lowes I pop some muder shows I die blood falling from da sky we. I keep Texas beefs smoke pussy like leav belive to dope screw hope fuck peac is wat sink wen you think about my name I ring da blame to aim for your Brian I pop chaplain to take way da pain dead body remain 25 to a chain I RIP instead niche as for I leav um in dirt wen I murk falling touch ruching my hate doom day ak drowning carma rest sweet pussy da get shot to rest fresh bless fuck zuckes tear of obese I guess westside is my sucide flames I drop a airplane to cemetery till day Barry me I soos I duce boos to love and a above I scew da globe for ever fated drips till my sole goes blows wow demons am out of of control dont need to make people 6 nigha I to make and brake I take any life who is a threat I never miss pussy dead check till da deck hole so cold love falls so wat like December remember I sip and RIP flip cash and stash wen I reload I freeze yo zipclde till death is miss out a out about land I. da clouds till da band me I gone my. time till day fine me and murder me I peac out well in realeas s my hate to penetrate yo hole state and celebrate with da RIP toon 4 ever doom

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am living life till my caz close fuck love I suppose I toast to da all my dead foes dont get expose fuck da grave yard rose rest I peace souls deaddlows scred screws keep my deep on da lowes I pop some muder shows I die blood falling from da sky we. I keep Texas beefs smoke pussy like leav belive to dope screw hope fuck peac is wat sink wen you think about my name I ring da blame to aim for your Brian I pop chaplain to take way da pain dead body remain 25 to a chain I RIP instead niche as for I leav um in dirt wen I murk falling touch ruching my hate doom day ak drowning carma rest sweet pussy da get shot to rest fresh bless fuck zuckes tear of obese I guess westside is my sucide flames I drop a airplane to cemetery till day Barry me I soos I duce boos to love and a above I scew da globe for ever fated drips till my sole goes blows wow demons am out of of control dont need to make people 6 nigha I to make and brake I take any life who is a threat I never miss pussy dead check till da deck hole so cold love falls so wat like December remember I sip and RIP flip cash and stash wen I reload I freeze yo zipclde till death is miss out a out about land I. da clouds till da band me I gone my. time till day fine me and murder me I peac out well in realeas s my hate to penetrate yo hole state and celebrate with da RIP toon 4 ever doom

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