God Of Acidic Spitz
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IP:
rubber gloves
im steakin up on a pray wit a pir of rubber gloves on my hands//
strangle tha shit outta tem right where tey stand//
everyone watchin and dont offer a helping hand//
im still loose comin up wit my next plan//
blade
ur chillin in tha shade//
im cmin up stabbin ya wit a blade//
ten ima dissapear wit out a trace//
havin tha cops go and look all ova tha place/for a suspect tat cant found//
so it looks like im headin homeward bound//
next weapon = fillet knife
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67-30-46 combined overall on rb
keep lethal in thy beatin heart/
let thy tactix slip life falls apart/
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