Well you must tell it to escape my friend
I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end
I think it was a story about my best friend
Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend
Then push the milk on a slow bend
To my newly found friend
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Im starving for blood my friend
Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
Might as well prepare
My best friend who's not there
I go back to my friend rob.
Pork on the fork, white in the pot
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