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And do you the penalty for that? penalty? The penalty is and there is no alternative
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a Shaolin astoundin', pound grounds like mountains Bouncin', be the largest nigga, pounds and Well-rounded cursive, my verses birth inertia Converge and surge, hurt and ya Philosophical, spit prodigal, son to bust a clip and swift kick right at your opticals In a hot red tube I split particles, follicles hit with nautical drifts, spark up the spliff Chris Samurai, mesmerized, cleaner than sanitize You fantasize, real, couldn't it more if I pantomime Bronx symphony, stomp lyrically, chomp MCs mine, wouldn't even give you niggas my sympathies Feelin' me? Said you feelin' me, you niggas heat Brave hearted, you leave departed like Hawk's Marvel, marvelous, my art is If you the nicest, you a target, bitch
We the first that did that. I don't give a fuck nobody say Alright it back a little bit
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Are you I don't necce? it's brutal. You deserve to be Well, I'd like to see you try You think this is going to work out? It isn't going to be so easy. He who kills be killed. Those who will have to be killed Wh-what