Im heckle where be my brother jeckle black crow pie keeps the renisance alive, im a king like chris webber , I burger biches cuzz I think it’s time.

My bullets so heavy u can anchor the ferry im mgm like tom and jerry I I rush fools like my name was barry.


My bullets are made from lithium shoot ya in the face and blow into the space and time continuum.


My trees r tropical like palms my first video was in association with Viacom.

I got that kiwi green cammaro im that extra that played in broken arrow.
You can call me yogurt but I don’t Yoplait around I got so much cable you can call me
Under ground, just like a storm im raining on ya parade my bullets r sour like unsweetend kool-aid



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