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I pick a row
Not slink, and slow.
I throw, and go
Away from a people control.

Dont have a bank roll
Methamphetomines me making tall
give me fire fool
Cannabis from a pocket bang tough

Slow down. Smooke sound.
Like a bound. you finnaly found.
fuck all of yours count, who stay on the ground
it is not a hunt, but it is a haunt.

Faster than light. And we are no need to guide.
To avoid the police, void all his fucking feast.
Take it defined, and now good to make it hide.
Than use it straight inside, and you around a tide.

Hey master, fuck ballas.
Fantastic, can thrall us.
I smooking, like a Collos.
Ain't to do, locomotion a TALOS.

Inject to your ear, inject to your brain
I make to stay here, If you feeling no pain
You can say a shout, but no one go to help.
What are you minding about?
and you now going to hell.

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