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Completed all my deeds at a realy fast speed

Im getting really gased when your looking at me

but when we get onto the beef it will be you and me

pray to lord that your crying in your bed right now, wow you really think that we are done

we only just started well then you have been outta smarted

you think you got the rhyme you think you got the style

man looking at you, you look like a trifle

man got that rifle that rifle pointed at your head

garanteed that your are dead red crimson whatever lead in your blood

From the southside gangs bangs fangs. Well your only just a prank