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[mimic truce]

My shoulder str8 diabolical youth tanget, thats the truth, hard jewels with tooth magnets
i swear the next man deader than shooting maggets, parachuting fragments
on pissed congregations shit dripped kiss your bitch face built by the masons kid
20 knots off aggression i finness the question, does he have intention????
pose 2 colors like monocrome in reall lifes inscention,
black patched in the station like first aid stickied perfortations dripping life juice n bishop
truth is rinsed up, booed in picture, i rather imagine hiphop statued in my freeze up.
knock sense into walls twice harder than emcess who pitch up, mase your bitch up
so sick to spit after you, no se breath face grossed and cringed up
forget if he knows this picture, couldnt stand the pose half a sec without getting tinged up
ima whirlwind shirts have yours on your girl switched up
intellegent force millitant...droed ofcourse the most deligent
whip hoes cheuffered with the hose endure the cons in willy camp
off target bombarded chored burnt the nugget
chicken heads exposed feathered out the windows just gross the market
two signatures and ones on their bras, page1 cos second aint never started

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