It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,
Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
Bow your heads-i see the lines of my beaten artist hearses.
Your whiter than casper but your not a friendly hoe,
Rocks got a fist full. bull pop shit, dat hot shit i got a clip fo.
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