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yo
...ya texts doomed...to be shitted on like floors of bad restrooms/
i blow fumes and so soon... have cats fallin in-to their doom/
you soon to quit bitch...wit both wrists slit, by the crimes i com-mit/
dont face it...ya too shallow, stuck in a deep pit where i drop shit/
before ya de-fend i have this musicians face flatter than the ce-ment/
make knees-bent have ya condition worsen, splatter till they be-dents/
my killing spree-can wor-sen, till it becomes an e-vent/
i pre-vent my de-scent by chopping you into similar seg-ments/
i'll crack ya wrist and fracture it cuz ur lacking fist/
attack your cyst then rapture it to make a snack of it/
give you a month to get back at this and give ya punch some twist/ (his had none)
administer the kiss of death just with this breath/
my sinister bliss with meth crumbles you till i miss whats left/
rip your spine in half to lower you figure /
then take the time to laugh cuz its proves im bigger/
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