I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
Bloody hair tangles as i hang out with these priests
Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees
Hang your problems on a hanger
Then the stars don't even matter
Hang em' up, the dish rack/
Goddamn, the boy's back
Hang yourself and be sure to allow me to keep the noose,
A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose
Ya hang out with the boy then it's money you get
That whatever it creates it will land in the head
87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks
I'm a gang man let's play hang man cos your raps
Hang with you, sip drank with you
What preceded was the clue
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