Ripe and furbished with lies and cries tied in earth's cervix
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
I'm an internal flame who has no shame
Gandhi had all but didnt even own his own name
Your just a brand of shame
Runnin round in circles, ima make you play my game.
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