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Hands In the Mind
Soldier Make-up//
Each Flo i Tape-Up// Could make a Coma Patient Wake-Up// The Games Ugly just Apply Make-Up// Prepare ya Rhymes like ya Hair and start to Shape-Up// Or get Rhyme Plauqe'd On till it starts to Cake-Up// This Games a Big Bra and u workin wit an A-CUP// Be on you A.S.A.P.// Like a Mad Arab// wit a Aye wrap// One Day Back// could make a Case Track// Footprints to the sand and Clay Packs// Still Chasin// the flo's Molded like CLAY and still AIKEN(ACH'N)// Lost for Guts and Glory// the story..is Mandatory// No matter how Gruesome or Gory// a Threesome..i do a Two some and then she Ignore Me// Try'd to Horror Me// Lour Me...than Adore Me..// Thats the Abyss..out the Piss and Grime// How far we Climb rewind Mans Time// Until the HANDS IN THE MIND! :spit: |
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