Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress
Baby i’mma mess, mess
Oops did reveal that oh well that's what you get for compelling the angel of death bitch,
Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
The richest place on earth
Like fuck all the haters
Beautiful are thou, africa
Oops i didn't mean to offend ya
What the fuck do i do
Thank god i found you
If it's me that catch you, you're fried
Ugh fuck turn up the heat,
No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord
Niggas was talkin shit oops he bodied, his fault
War is not peace it never ever was now were are learning all the wars like the scores really matter
Rather capture the actor, oops i meant the pastor, fucking bastard n' after gather this chatter.
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