With rhyming skills, you in amish village
And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,
Anyone with two eyes and sharp minds know i'm better
They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
And vanish all this twerking crap thats poisoning they minds
Yellow tape up and now your minds shocked
No gimmick: real time, real heart
Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
My minds melting and i feel like i'm evaporating
And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
Black thoughts never explore their minds, twisted and forgotten,
And my minds being matched
To reds i ain't know how to act
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
I've been prosecuted for terror because my minds sick and ill/
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