I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace
Dial up words but they're not in service
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
Im a better rapper that is non fiction, i got better diction that i must admit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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