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Yo,What goes around, comes around, the word of the town, speak no evil, hear no evil, but there's still evil present, a lifeless element, dead bodies filled with holes is evidence, I'm eminent in rap form, leaving minds dumb-founded, I reaped the grim, now grim reaps my seat, trails my shadows, try gets at me while I sleep, But I maintain for betta days, finding better ways, to catch rep instead of speaking of the dead, that's the unending cycle, death is a step in life, as life is to death, a baby is born as a man breathes his final breath, I explain in depth, survival is as vital as the next sun rise, but there's no life where the sun dont rise, you reap what you sew is the words of the wise.
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
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