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Listen Silent

Why you continue to taunt dealn fronts I owe wat I knw I grow & grow roots running deep gotta keep wat you kill dishes served patients at itz virtue V.I.P reserved for violence R.I.P delicacy dha smoothness of a smooth criminal your a gentlemen respected is your motto being such an hard act to follow oceans so shallow
Watz dha side dhatz winning wit everything being had a sale toe tagged glad I got my herbal relieve & best believe I got my 40 too feeling god's touch touching me making his statement a displacement

Lighting my port realizing dha reflection is  ntn but hunger which is dha scent of your cologne shyt u gotta luv your family old Mcdaisy graceful is your presence felt in every breeze please you've neva been a stalker but lyke me a park on walker couder dha night swifter your fight

Royalty on-demand on dha upperhand straight outa dha underground not a beat playz your sound so we're not an equal you've corrupted my people lethally now I know wat ur tell is (amnesia) was I........
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