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the only crow that u cant kill with birdshot
lotta nosy hoes is starin at me, call that bird watchin
muhfucka need an army, still aint let off one glock
they write songs about me, honestly, im honoured to be remembered
already plotted revenge, ive defended since november
but growing up throught the tragedys more important than ending it
none of my friends reactionary
i might pop a capillary
im a cap, i enter my oozaru form in january
my philosophy dont make sense
bored unless i break necks
different game
i feel like im going thru the same shit
people change;
i dont even join em when they play dead
i bet youd sell your fucking kidney for a placement
sit atop a soapbox
tears swell out of both sockets
got what i was aiming for
but still get shit i dont want
bullethell
mean word
we gotta adapt, tho
every fit is black, its just a hundred different pantones