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100 curses

May you and fall down your grand
stairway
May that caviar paté you eating
Block airway

May your manservant deliver the
With
May this make you vomit on Dolce Gabbana

May your wife's worried face show a expression
May you realize she's not - that's
Just injections

May all the cause to crash
chandelier
And propel into rear
Its sharp diamonds from

May your Ferrari down
May your get high
And smash up stretch Rolls up on
Rodeo

Off the breaking backs of is where
You got all your
'Til we make the
I just hope your life

All my people in the place put fist
In the air
All my muthafuckas get up outta
Your

All my real peoples, we got love for
You
for that muthafucka right there
Get 'im

100 curses

May your not bubble
May pinot be sour
May that stuff you snortin' be 96
Percent

May the rapper you bring to your
Daughter's sixteen
Get some and walk out
As if with a spleen

May the death squads you be bad
With
And by be at your mansion with
The street bustin'

May this make your guests forsake
Their Russians
And dive behind the Martin
and cussin'

May your chef be off pissin' in the
In the
May I assume your autobiography is
fiction

'Cause off the breakin' of others is
Where you got all cash
we make the revolution
I hope life sucks ass

All my in the place put your fist
In the air
All my down muthafuckas get up
Your

All my real peoples we got love for
You
for that muthafucka right there
Get 'im

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