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look 'em in the face say rest in peace, blood on ya mouth and ya spittin out teeth, now you tryna be tight when you used to wanna to beef, if you ain't gon fess muhfucka don't speak, gotta whole lotta ex teammates ima cremate, stompin and pissin and spittin all over yo remains, i'm a dirty young kreep, fucked in the brain and i'm in ya back seat, don't give a motherfuck what they say about me, weak ass bitch, livin on ig, suck another rapper dick like a real wannabe, you should get a life of your own maybe, see i'm really on some other shit hoe don't twist, everybody thinkin' they can spit like this, put em all in a coffin and ima bout to hit the nail on the head and bury these motherfuckers in they own shit, put em in a hole in the ground, groundin myself with my own 2 feet down on the flo see the dirt in between all my toes, thinkin bout shit that i know that i shouldn't be thinkin about but it come and it go, should i be doin more with the gift that i was given by buddha and all his disciples, some of the time i be thinkin so much that it lead me to biting the tip of my rifle, but i really got say, that at the end of the day when i got my henny or corona and kick back, and think back, fuck i wouldn't change a thang, and i'm a lucky mothafucka with alot on my plate, and now i'm in the game, we shoot the shit about the same thing, the schema da posse puttin on fa my name, and when i look around, the underground, shits the same, maybe one day, you'll think outside the box

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Artist: ghostemane