Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
I thought you were a friend
Hold my tears i tried my best
When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats
Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death
Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home
All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone
Carefree i don’t need the stress
Give a mic the kiss of death
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
I'm a genuine dexter, i kill the time with death
Our history that they stole, africa
I'm a death reaper, words cannot express, see the
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