I'll fucking murder you, show up at your funeral...
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start speaking in tongues at the preachers and nuns till they start screeching and run
then reach for my guns and unleash more heat then the sun! they heathens and scum
when i breathe in, ya done. See, air seethes in my lungs and released from my gums...
blue flames, that can either freeze or be flung. I'll feast on the young and deceased cuz its fun
Ancients speak on me as the one, I'm as elite as they come, a fucking beast wit the puns
that will leave you speechless and stunned, beaten then hung for ever thinking i could ever fucking be defeated, you dumb?
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