Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,
Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock
You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back
If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at
Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,
So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads
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