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on some grown-man-shit, ima known-bandit
if i stick ya for paper, yuh goin'-hand-it
got green like camo, wrist gleam like ammo
half yall rep colors and dont know what dey stand-fo
we leave ya wetter then physical-ed-class.
chrome bust out kissable-led-fast..
Boy quit ridin' that dick, ya Kindness-Is-Wack..
He spittin' bad shit, I think his Sinuses-Back.
im done with this fruitcake, gats'll make ya suite bake
i'll leave a fuckin sign on ya head dat my boot make
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