tec 9 homie sorry

i got my tec nine straped,dont let my-mind put-a gape exacted point blank in your dome,se my tec got the power of a tank blowin away souls for days the cold war went on and saints where no where to be found see after awile the sound of death apears in your ears and your fears phade likea blunt made just for that must i grab the gat ever 10 secounds excate cuss my mind playin tricks im in a twist cuss this shit got me fucked up so if i bust lead my bad i dint mean to make you dead

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