Freestyle 1.

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Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
 
Heartless motherfucker, no conscience involved.
 
Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet
 
College. fuck college, this place is heartless, wanna bet?
 
The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape
 
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
 
I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass
 
My mind is grim and heartless, my words could kill with a sharpness
 
Half y'all vets is heartless and rep regardless
 
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
 
My hearts on the rack, you can say that im heartless.
 
Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love
 
They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along
 
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

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