Turn you niggas into urns, my furnaces re-furnish,
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
You and i were basically brothers
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous
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