Decomposed, Leave This God Follower Dat Heaven~Sent Far From Blessed
I've Faced Rooks In Da Past, But Dis Shit Is Hard To Relieve Like After Anal Sex
Dis Win Is Dead-Locked, Permantly In Like Dread Locks
Dukes Is Like A Drunk Mailman Da Way He Posted In Da Wrong Box
U A Fake, A Lap Dog Of Satan That Plots Schemes
In RV, U'll Rack More L's In Ya Column Dan Drug Fiends
Maintain My Wise Status, Da Situation Fo U Is Unfortunately Dire
Bein In Heaven Suited U Well, Cuz It Proved U Were Far From Fire (Hell)
Ur Rap Game Couldn't B Strong If Ya Caught Power From Da Holy Spirit
Cuz Even If U Was "Loyal To The Game", U Still Wouldn't B Death's Illest (Death Row)
Retract Back To Da Callout, Ur Soul Is Gone And Now Ur Spineless
Cuz Joinin' Da Fire Department Is Da Only Way U'll B NY's Finest

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