a force of habit, sprayed shells so sparatic//
like pratic magic, rose souls outta caskets//
destination tragic, to cause these fatalities//
so close to reality as his heat formed maladies//
no sense of morality, beyond the necassaties//
impress the peeps, stuck in excessive greed//
only heed to dreams,reacts witout thought//
criminally taught, perfected game but got caught//
sudden hault, Jakes came, evac the dude//
IRS subtractin dues, everything comes back to u//
life of crime, few ups and many downs//
few smiles, many frowns, few thugs, many clwns//

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Lyrical Rapsody