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what kind of stuff you tell not the truth about cell dirty shit in your ass and i cant go around talking shit with you and take it in deeep slow got all the stuff in the book like what do you like flight in the night take all the Drama you can think of got no play like what you know you know me now and forever see me in the morning everyday on my grind not much hustle to do just shit piss dirty when your bitch touch lips bren got 5 on it and i got 9 on it stupid in the game not well in the head no more rubbish in the morning just thinking of a plan to get out of the cage and cell which im in i cant believe the stuff i hear lately so sick im crazy more rhymes then whatever you got no all in the house say all the shit now and see what goes down