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• Written by LKREP
my flow so cold like eskimo wit no coat,
colder than fucking grass under neath the snow,
gimme all the fucking cash or here comes the
pole,
better learn to run fast or its your ass if your
moving slow,
if you get away im in yo yard wit my pack like a
fucking gnome,
Show up wit some masks and some straps with
the fucking chrome,
Holiday mag make it clap go rumbum bum bum
bum,
make yo stomache sick need a couple tabs of
some tum tum tums
{turn my problems into old shit like the past,
Worring bout the future and when im coasting
in the jag,}
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LKREP
Member since March 11 2015