But what satan doesn't know, is jesus is your right hand man,
'cause it was an admired service-man
Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see
Looking like the resurrection of mahatma gandhi with my crew behind me
Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,
As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive
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