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Concentration and starvation in power driven no pot to piss in at ya head like 80s Detroit pistons and the eyes are peeping and the ears are listening itās bittersweet between love and jealousy you fuck wit them you fuck wit me thatās team chemistry donāt cross that line no touchdown run this shit greyhound and I want blood like a bloodhound sacrificial give my heart till the blood have not a single amount
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Concentration and starvation in power driven no pot to piss in at ya head like 80s Detroit pistons and the eyes are peeping and the ears are listening itās bittersweet between love and jealousy you fuck wit them you fuck wit me thatās team chemistry donāt cross that line no touchdown run this shit greyhound and I want blood like a bloodhound sacrificial give my heart till the blood have not a single amount
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Itās all fun and games until someone goes missing and you canāt get a response at ya niggas neck like a teflon diabetic using insulin like herion and whoās the heir tryna claim the throne long live the forever born in the wrong era I was born where good dreams turn into night terrors lil niggas we call them small errors when the preacher get done preaching tell em to send the pallbearers this is my arena my kingdom reign until the true king come Holy Spirit in ya eardrum there a s in suicide and n when you die slow nigga watch you run out of oxygen thereās a m in mother and also a n in mourn when the rain stop pouring the police knocking at ya door the badges turn them into carnivore whatās mine still mine nigga better move to ass and get yours cutting off connections like an umbilical cord old niggas on the porch watching you pawn ya life on the chessboard I knew it was hell on earth since birth planted my two feet on Mother Earth silent souls team full of San Antonio Spurs up like a early bird but this bird smoke the herb
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Itās all fun and games until someone goes missing and you canāt get a response at ya niggas neck like a teflon diabetic using insulin like herion and whoās the heir tryna claim the throne long live the forever born in the wrong era I was born where good dreams turn into night terrors lil niggas we call them small errors when the preacher get done preaching tell em to send the pallbearers this is my arena my kingdom reign until the true king come Holy Spirit in ya eardrum there a s in suicide and n when you die slow nigga watch you run out of oxygen thereās a m in mother and also a n in mourn when the rain stop pouring the police knocking at ya door the badges turn them into carnivore whatās mine still mine nigga better move to ass and get yours cutting off connections like an umbilical cord old niggas on the porch watching you pawn ya life on the chessboard I knew it was hell on earth since birth planted my two feet on Mother Earth silent souls team full of San Antonio Spurs up like a early bird but this bird smoke the herb
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What pained us as children ā¦
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A breath of fresh air
Finding someone that matches your level of nasty š¤
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āGet his assā Is so unreasonably funny to me. A huge win for the English language. Todayās version of āseize himā imo
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let's have sex under the moonlight
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