A Murder Case

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A Murder Case

You can be a victim. Let alone. Be a murder case. The object of this game. Just like MLB. Get on that base. Make it home. Get back to home plate. Your girl will get ate. Treat her on a date. You gone hate? Now you lost ya mate. Don't play games with me. Listen up. I'm not participatin. Don't believe in Heaven. Put you in the ground all with ya satin. Knew that you were hatin. They all waitin. For anticipation. Knew that you were tellin. What I'm smellin.? That's my compensation. Nigga what it do? Who are you? Let me talk my shit. Lost upon them numbers. You already. It be 456. Nigga get a grip. Plan ya trip. Headed to the ground. Gotta take a sip. Make a flip. Tryna stretch a pound. Ain't no point in tellin. Want to dwell upon the bull shit? Ain't no sense in livin. I be grippin on a full clip. Don't believe in Heaven. Beat a seven. Tryna make it dip. We not in gymnastics but I'll make you do a back flip. I don't want to hear it. Please don't try to move a lip muscle. Told you once before. You know the difference. I had to hustle. Bullets I can juggle. If I clap that means you break the huddle. Your girl wants to cuddle. Turned into a puddle. Where my paddle? But you want to tattle. So let's battle. Let my witch do magic. She don't do no talking or no walking. It's gone be so tragic. I'm just being logic. Your girl toxic. Let alone she ratchet. Dumber than the dumbest. Yall so stupid like SpongeBob and Patrick.

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5 years ago

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5 years ago

thanks

5 years ago

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