This shit would leave rosetta stoned
Hand to hand in the cold
The truth shall be told
Skipping class and growing cold
I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done
Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison
So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,
Fearin what it show you, reality is gold
Ive got no license to kill
Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill
Oh you murder? i accidentally kill
You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill
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