: If it was personal/ you would would kno it for shure/ My verses arent ment to hurt/but insire/ I spit fire / Call me a idol/ or a guy who spits high off aresol/(haha) just kiddin yall/ If you where agaist me id make you scream to my chainsaw This leathal assult is leavin you havin seizures off da wall / Lyricaly cold enough to make it sleet in the fall/

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