Bow your heads-i see the lines of my beaten artist hearses.
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
You know better not to mess with my verses..
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface
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