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~*This Worldz A Sin So Why Hate Me For My Habits~*
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7 bar textstyle (bAcK FoR ReVeNge)
IP:
Hub City Hustlers ,-- The Competition Is Harsh//
This Is Text, If U Wanna "Hear The Beat" Listen To Your Heart//
The Streets Its In Me And Im Not Mentioning Tar's In My Skin//
My Flows Is Tight,fat People Try To Print And Paste Them On Their Chin//(lol)
Streets Hot And Its Not Cuz The Sun Beamin On Gravel//
"Urgez" To Kill n Scar, --Just Like "Snitches" Needing To Tattle//
Seeing Houses Half Built, Kids Runnin With Shoes With No Laces//
Kids Ashamed To Smile,Due To Fucked Off Grillz And In Need Of Bracez//
i Spit Wickedly And Tame Kids Who Wana Step And Get Braved//
I Grant Wishes Like Ugly Chicks With Virgins Whos Wishin to Get Laid//
I Got Visible Creations Like Homemade Cremation Of The Death//
Once You Past "Ghost" get Destined To Suffer From Pain n Watevers Next//
Its Best You Lay Low, And Get The Picture Before Your Minds In restrain//
Because I Got Steel Like Kodak That'll Brang "Snap Shots" To Ur Brain//
(been couple months since i texted)
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"This Worlds A Sin So Why Hate Me For My Habits"-Gh0st-
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