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can you handle the illness?
can you handle this mad keystyle yo
call the fire fighter/ i pull out my lighter/ set your khakis on fire/ never call me a liar/ i'm king, you can call me sire/ your lyrics are weak like a child/ my verbal heat is hot not mild/ i spit in yo eye, then smiled/ i'm bad as i wanna be/ stingin like a killer bee/ beat you in the face, leave you completely/ destroyed and toyed/ knocks on my door make me paranoid/ oh no man is in my room/ ski mask, gun real real shiny/ i pull out my own and start shootin blindy/ man catches me and starts to bind me/ said he'll put me in the woods where they'll never find me PEACE yo |
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