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SPIT SOMETHIN EMMCES RELATE TO-MAKE MOVES I DONT LOVES MY FANS I HATE YOU-KEEP MY FRIENDS CLOSE BUT MY ENEMYS CLOSER-DONT B FOOL'D BY THA KID WHEN THE BENTLY APROACH YA/ GOT COKE IN MY HAND-GRAMS BY THE ONION WHILE YOU GOT COKE IN YA CAN/ TALKIN THAT REAL SHIT LIKE YOU GOT BREAD IN YOU-I LIVE BY MY GUN IN'LL PROBALLY DIE BY MY RESADUE-BEEF AINT NOTHIN BUT FOOD TO ME-ASUME WE WEAK BUT YOU NEVER SHOOT YA HEAT-RIGHT NOW IM TALKIN, THATS WHAT YOU SAID-BUT A WEEK AGO IT WAS GRAVY ,TILL THEY FOUND YOU DEAD!