Another fucking Rap

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Intro: This is my incrimination.
This is my starting hatred.(x2)

V1: Look at me.
Mister O-so-freely bound to be another fuckin target on somebody's tree.
You can't tell me that your sorry.
Or that your worried.
Because when you shot me it all went just a bit blurry.
I'm a bit suspicious.
Auspicious of these bitches.
In with this they still screwed me over damn witches.
It's hard to fix me.
I'm not broken.
Just Satan entirely awoken.
And everybody around me died through my chokin.

Sorry it's not as big as usual I'm just going through some shit and I can't focus on rap. But I swear I'll come back.

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