Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back
But all this hate that piles up feels like a missile attack,
Piles of deceased emcees if one word of disrespect is released to me
It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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