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in a brain of a hate victim
- I am in so much hurry, that I have to eat mcflurry, my vision so blurry,
- Took outfit of furry, I’m so red wan’ alive bury, people glancin’ like they jury.
- They mock I’m all purry, but Glock in my sock I carry, my aim so great I’m Curry,
- Now they think I’m scary, lol since then they act so wary, throw at 'em box of slurry.
- I’m becomin’ sicker, I just need a blunt or cigar, or I might pull the trigger,
- Fast pulse in their ticker, they afraid 'cuz I’m the picker, to shoot now I’m the bigger.
- Hide their bodies in ditch, after shooting each of this bitch, their voice raisin’ in the pitch,
- Now I killed last this witch like it is burnin wit breath hitch but hos called police, they snitch.
- On their bodies I do milly rock,
- From cops I will hide them in my block.
- Fuck those maddies, tale TEC in my sock,
- Shoot opps, I’m real one not wannabe 'Loc.
- Cops wan’ arrest me for revengin’ others who hate, guess they all want death be their fate,
- It was just own honor avengin’ y’all act brain late, stupid cunts think: „checkmate”.
- Nah they won’t catch me cuz I am runnin’ away now, that idea worked somehow,
- They need brain patchin’, their intelligence is so low, their skull must’ve been forked by bow.
- Police is looking for me under the fucking bridge, also far away on the hidge,
- I went flight booking so that I will escape this glitch, and chill from dumbs who went Cambridge.
- I am finally on airplane flyin’ to the Fiji, I arrive safely, I say „GG”,
- The weather is makin’ me sane, girls aren’t bein’ PG, it is so tamely, will play BG.
- On their bodies I do milly rock,
- From cops I will hide them in my block.
- Fuck those maddies, tale TEC in my sock,
- Shoot opps, I’m real one not wannabe 'Loc.
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