count the days dont hold your breath chikitee chek 2012 the perpetrator never knew never properly represent the struggle the boy in the bubble is you not barbarino my flows unclog your souls like draino my logic-tight like plato whoop ass like kato with more troops than nato wrekkin your house like a tornado in the barbados drop down gi have props to the third rock first come first serve shake the spot see you not so big like you thought you was not my blood not my cuz not mi familia i play like amnesia when i sees ya who needs ya ridin my dick like a skeezah take a look around you forgot what you came here for whats your theory why ya try to play that game you can forget my name take a look around take a deep breath recollect yourself you a zero you dont respect yourself sti will running that weak ass game you can forget my name time to bury the bloody hatchet in your motherfucking back i laugh when i hear yo rib cage crack breakin you down fukkin you up like sprack you always mixin up yo fiction with yo facts now im-a-let you know what the soul for real is come correct,let me know what the deal is bro, pack your bowl, with my flow shit just aint workin out no, im-a-have to let you go aint no love no mo take a look around... take a deep breath recollect resurrect run a check from the neck up you fucked up sti will runnin that wekass game try to forget my name whats yo theory? aint no love...
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