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IP:
unlimited bars of verbal abuse i what u takin , left in the valley of death to be the forsaken, imagine after i spit there will be no saven, i see ur name written on the graven, your chest ill be caven, damn mane why u wanna lose like this , total bliss, ill spit the death kiss, itz high risk for u to stand alone, ill take u fast and leave u in a zone this is my throne, step off before i release the chorme, straight for ur head is my home, u cant understand u a 5 year old left by himself, u dont understand the cold, im to bold ,
when r u actually gonna try ur shit ima fry , u a brown eyed spy,
fuckin wit u whos this guy,
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