Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai
That's the window into the sky
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick
A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred
Return of the king of flow
Word, absence will make the heart grow
Look this the joint that could get me the spins
King of the va, off of those toxins.
Of potential cases
And panned out, i'm all in love
Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff
Of which im not exactly proud of,
O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
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