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IP:
still observen ill unconserned cyphers //with mity hands called riters//
all decompose your body and put the little peace's in holes
of erv gatys meadows thats my stimulants or a murda seen with the ambuleance carrying black bags rappen a victom of my choice got crazy brain cells thats hell from my mind im the kinf a mc that snipers dont fuck with thats biters dont go head to mic with
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