And there's little to be glad for
Got mass like a catholic preacher
I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage
But it was mass time, all on jesus land, almost too strange
Pussy and patron make you feel alright
Mass increases, attracting light,
Spread the word, i got the mass appeal
But ain't gonna be no stress in here
I hit your block and we can box for fun
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
I got that mass appeal
You guys are still here
They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.
And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her
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