Death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be anymore pain: for the
Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga
Killing you off shall be my mission
You just working with the scraps you was given
Remember the pain you brought me?
Malia family, we the family
I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge
'' #you #shall #come #to #your #grave #in #ripe #old #age,
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
Just like that, you'll have a heart attack from the pain,
'' you shall come to your grave in ripe old age,
While half my mental belongs in a cage
Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine
Man, i just cant believe it, i wish i could have it where this guy kneels in pain
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