Used to use the two, too but don't got to shoot you still leave with your hand wrapped almost bulletproof the lyrics is the proof 'cause the flow would surround me the gangster fakeness done ****** ain't this the lead in your belly like feeding paint chips no more contests on who's the nicest challenge my flow bring floatation devices start back casing leave a mark over your eyes, like punctuation can love from band broads with banners on them get flashed in the street like red lights with cameras
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