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playing with wordplay in this verse.

this that journalism, art words and letters, takin' safety measures, give me a pulitzer
niggas aint wise, thinkin' counter clockwise, lookin' at the clock eyes with my eyes as it would occur
as you regret it like woulda coulda shoulda
these niggas forbidden like the apple God tried to become hidden
yall bitter, try not to eat it for dinner, food niggas i gotta split em
then hit em, drain they blood like ima wood tick em
with my glock ima blick em then sick em
chemically making shit like Rick And Morty making symptoms
niggas seeking attention like some mannerisms
talk shit and the new manner is a fight
im in the right you goin' lefts, fallin' down to new heights
like the brits in midnight, you gonna be stabbed at night
quite frightening, as lightening pours but stops and doesnt come back anymore
yall fuckers days is numbered like any days of months uh

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kunta
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