Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
How's he's warning us of death with bacardi... shots at best?
Aye rich, another 5 on the g men
Laziness got the best of them
Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high
He's seen several of his best friends die
The story of fuckflossin mental manipulation at its best
When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest
Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast
From the rest, cos your the best of the best
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
#4 (#more #internals, #indirects, #multis #and #loads #of #bowls)
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