Flyweight
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IP:
Simplistic no need to pull out all the stops
I easly burn these young ones untill I hear bones pop
Bodys drop so bag them up
call me the angle of death so sick, I thrown them up
Chewen them up, like ya moms do those nuts
Bye bye nigga they'll find you in air ducks
Ya moms won't woop that ass but bitch I will
I may not steal but bitch I will kill
Give a whole new meaning to over the hill
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I live to die and
Destance my self to Feel
My life is an oxymoran
Like a suicide Pill
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