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pies

i stacked bricks buy the piles
money looked like a midgit buy quatures in piles
keep some goverment digits a ear peaces near me well i explored streets
live buy the sword live buy the war
your a target and a tone of bricks got your eyes on the key
burn it stack it reverse it tap in traffic murder ratchet
wax it wax strips burnt hips
real equitment
deal with the winning
licence to kill
seal your friendship
t h c pills steal your redness
retinas
still an antenna
kill for dilemmas
real to the membas
like my brain is
painless like scarface got faceclips
hotter then a mars base on acid rain drips
it's magic i made it
imagine my wasteland
bloodstone ravin
your a muggle i'm and afghan to space jam
i'm an african to jamaican sudan got my reservation
reds hands feeding the
dead lands are breath the
going down the sled lands in the
do you sink or swim or dround in the am i repeding the
it's just for the media
your eating the
caffeteria
like caffeine and mad cream your needing the
adrenaline high like a
felony high
when your mentally high
get high
i'm the general
do whats confidential
confrances with men that are above the excredentials
ten hut
shots fired
i popped iron
the stop signs green it got re wired
i de fibred
shampain
on my landing im going to hover above sand granes
becase qucksand cant jam feet
space jam sandles in tempatures on
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