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Red

I'm psycho, a lunatic ready
for that bullshit, expressing
hollow points, chest who
wants to test this criminal
minded like a savage all
about the cabbage.
That be the way of the land
Cuz they hate to see me lavage
Making money on the regular,
a menace creeping with the
swiftness, rendezvous with the
ladies so drastic as they hate.
Put on a mask at eight. Fin.
Written by lanooz
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