As the king upon the throne
That he dont even own
It's the perfect plan
Still the man with the pan
Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
The more battles the better the flows
Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose
Kill the jungle let the cats loose
From the gutter to the roof
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