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motherfuck talking bitch what the fuck you want from me
hair in my face cant see a thing
fuck where you at bitch fuck where you came
young bones still the same blade on my waist
the day i go and change is when they slide me on the tray
and they slowly push me into flames now freeze the frame
skin melting off my face charbroil on my teeth
we all get fucked in the end thats real
we all get burnt by the fire of the kiln
its popular to talk about popping without a deal
i am guilty but i also speak the truth when i whale
never distribute music but im still paid like i sold
1 mil first week what is life at this point
ready to go and you know this
i dont need no piece with no holster
i dont need to "bang" when i pull it
all i need is words and your focus
but if i cant get that i will turn right back
to the graveyard god and take you to just where i be at
motherfuck talking bitch what the fuck you want from
okay i am nothing valuable and neither are you
the place we live would probably be better if we died by noon
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