I've conversed with the valley of death, and it tells me it's a test.
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
Ur coffin is set, so choose the options of torture or death
As long as there is the opposite of death
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
Spending her time with him i guess
The freshness of my breath bring your death
And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot
Following that was the death of harvey lee by ru-be
Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
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