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// Hook
Anything could happen.
Friends harm taking action.
Could dismantle in madness.
If mishandled, it's bashing.
Shit is not well-balanced.
Anything could happen.
 
 
//Verse 1
Fuck a loss,
Shit still unpaid for,
This a hailstorm, where it rainfalls baseballs
Shit a cake-walk
 
Now, I'm living in denial.
It's hard to act simple-minded when mis - aligning occurrences
confirm this narrative
So gentlemen, this worse than loss of a relative, it's menacing
 
Fright is deafening, hands are trembling
Now I'm self-questioning, is there a death benefit?
What comes after, my leverage, askin' who I gotta wrestle with?
Enterin', some argumentative, competitive abyss
 
 
// Hook
 
Anything could happen.
Friends harm taking action.
Could dismantle in madness.
If mishandled, it's bashing.
It isn't well balanced.
Anything could happen.
 
 
// Verse 2
Work hard for mutilating.
Guess I turned off the smooth sailing.
I'm first class, it's news-making.
 
Yet, I forgot to pay shit.
Doin' as I am, basically tomb-making, for me.
Churchyard Germany, for all ya fuckin' jew-hating...
 
Don't hate.
 
If I see they ass I'm runnin' to vermont.
Precise as bird shot, blazing earth stars like me making favorites
Bringin' suitcases to the faded, shameless phrases made while ragin'
 
Bars I'm layin' verb or noun perfect,
like Botox or facelift,
or wine aging or me stayin'
 
I'mma go down in the ages
No matter what, you're better off standin' in front of ranges.

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