Check it, this aint just a peice of string
about to fuse this shit wit some titanium wiring
Creepin' up to lucky and start strangling
Cutting into the skin under your chin quit struggling
Give up the ghost see which homie will toast
to the death of a friend know who cares most
Yo and put in a good word for me up there
Tell God it wasn't my fault, murder was in the air

Next weapon: Magical powers

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