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Gift of the Gab

de SyKo

Ya wassup
I'm not here to play
Take a breath
You don't stand a chance

Chillin' with bloodhound
We drinkin' Montain Dew
If it's fuck us then bitch
It's fuck you!
This is where you lie
May killer come kill

I will come for your face
'Cause baby I work alone
I'm on the run
And I'm thinking 'bout you
Not a care in the world 'cause
With you I can't lose

Proclamation by birth it's only
Fair to assume careful
I might block
Baby I feel like blood too edge of the sword
Yeah, raining down
I been kissing some whores

Melting pot 'cause this shit
Melting the core
Pop pop pop!
Yeah, it's fuck the cops
I swear I feel like block the
Way I hold this stiff-ass Glock

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