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Crime

You speak of heaters,
But i'll leave your body bloody and cold,
Looking like swiss cheese,
With machine gun holes,
Flee the scene before im seen,
Lady screams as i leave,
So i fucking tore out her spleen,
Two chalk outlines on the same street,
From a repeated offender trynna stay discreet,
When the cameras on the words i speak.


Written by LifeStory525
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