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I got that mafia feel, industrial microwaves are a weapon for real
Wrap your face in celephane stabbed several times like your one of its meals
Youll find me in bars when its dark, i set the fuckin town alight while..
if infiltrates got bars on fire at knight, its only after he bit his creative style
Daydreamin hes a G with the stacks, hidin behind a screen with a frown
But bet your 'Crip to currency' bubble pops if the internet connection went down
Got you over the barrel beatin your ass to death with ya own vest
Bitch the rock salt on the wound aint to dissolve the slugs layin in your chest
Can see the nameflips b4 you say them, im the FBI for battling kid
The way i expose 'bars' one hit ill have you swaying quicker then he did
You used to be someone here, now your shook, a bitch with no lines of late
If you ever get a hold of bars again, i suspect its the prison showers as your viciously gang raped