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My split is psycho like knife I admire your Freddy Crouger then your life My is too deep, I can think alive And death itself in one of freestyle lines Lyrically, rappers aren't than me Cause I'm hard in rap game You lighter a feather to me So come it It's the devil in me that'll at your afterlife your ass is restin in peace Muthafucka, you want it with a gangsta 16 shots and my little brother shank ya Thank ya, No ya Boy rearrange ya with ya head Heads up and I'll ya I you barkin but you aint bit shit My shot's dig They call 'em tips It's a killa season and you killed shit Misery Loves Kompany, now a bitch
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