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J:]
motherfucker!
Stay there.

Brown:]
I wanna thank personal and foremost all the fans
For supporting me day one.
My label,God, sisters, family members.
Definitely I see it

I drove all the way Detroit
Back full of weapons
If I'd got pulled they'd be dead in seconds
a hitch, I arrive on the 405
The Center
is the grammys...live
Don't got no
But I ain't here to and applaud
I've to kill Chris Brown and shock this industry crowd
Fuck 'em in his seat
Blow his out of his tux
He beat the hell out his
And they on his nuts
The fuckin that is sending
have a bloody endin
Posing at security but he ain't safe from pretendin
Mars on stage, cameras live TV
That bitch forgive him but
gotta die to me
Big record companies, executives VIPs
Probably cover up his head
Big business
But the under ground below don't
And so he he had his chance on top he fucked up
Make for the next
He stood up to applaud the show put on by Lady
Blew a dart into his throat like "gotcha"!
He fell dead, stuck smilin, eyes open as the night went
They thought he was just happy from all the excitment
BUT I HIM!

J]
What If I him?
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A piggy has to have
it can fly