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Knock out kings fur life
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IP:
As I drive up the road in my bens I hear gun shots at the rear end of my fins,
As my car was forced out of site I could hear screams as I look up at him.
Blood covering the streets as the smell of gun smoke is smelt in the day.
As I was forced to park I had no choice but to kepp my shaky body at bay,
I looked up and was welcomed by a pistol,
witch his demands tour through my ear like a whistle.
As I was tour out of my car I recieved my kicks as they landed on my bed,
As my day turned to night and as I was awoken I was frightened to find myself in a hospital Bed.
I can still whisper the last words he spoke,
saying that this bitch aint no hokes.
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