My god's won, death's been cheated
Proceeded to prove in the end we will have succeeded
And not one of my people know how i feel. no. not one.
Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Damaged on the inside but strong on the surface
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