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open arms assasination, palm slap ya credentials rookie baste the occasion/feather racin uplift ya knowledge, talkitive pricks get buried before the carnage/heartless Jackin Kids Jerseys, throwin back assaults laying youngstas on hospital gurneys/kid babblin, "why'd i enter the tourny!!!!", dont concern me, i run thru cats ask DVS the attourny/mercy mercy me, marvin gaye drop an ash tray, its trash day, ima have this cat on permnant fast play cause you were never famished thinkin Ax wouldnt master-bait you into runnin the gaunlet, this aint kindergarden son and im guardin the hard wood/ask any rook, i maneuv thru parachutes, repell down walls play stealth when i nail these dudes/off rail when i cruise, just take this beatin, cause in a 4 wall cell only Ax is breathing/kids jabbin im cleaving skin and bone defending the throne, at the end of the day you aint pullin the Ax out the stone/
fuck a sig!!!
why MiracleRic thinks me and him clic aight, here's the reason, u real with yours, i am once i bring my guard down, we both stupid as hell, we both got our talents, want a lot of the same things, like a lot of the same things, we both
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