I'm keen on your faults, a few white lines from me will have detectives kneeling on chalk
I'll ride past blasting Grandmaster and Melle Mel just to open up your wounds and fill em with salt keep the 9 iron in the caddy for those teeing me off I'm happy gilmore, happy to kill more, you feeling me boss? I'd slap puppy water outta yah baby soft ass on a whim brother, the flows mean but I'm still nicer than you're average than yah great grandma's kids mother, you aint built for the tussel, I'll kill you with knuckles, gahead and work on yah muscles, I role around with real muscle
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KNOW YOUR MAKER BEFORE YOU'RE MADE TO
I know the ledge, his sister's a jumpoff
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