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64 lines
1.6 KiB
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Now see triple six to me ain't the number of the beast, I see triple f yeah,
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forever friends and family. But if we enemies it takes on a different meaning
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entirely, like fuck you fuck go fuck yourself and everybody like you see.
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We ain't like you, you never walked a mile in our shoes, if you were sandals we'd
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be steel toe boots. Plus them boots is just to big to fill, for real, you little
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fucks ain't even fit to lick the shit from my heel, name an innovator who ain't got
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a million haters, you keep runnin' you mouth, I'll keep stacking my paper. And when
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you see me you salute like I'm the motherfuckin' general, if not go fuck yourself
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like your packing two kinds of genitals.
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Go. This shit is getting tired. Fuck it's hard to let it slide
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Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle
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Go. This shit is getting tired. Fuck it's hard to let it slide
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Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle
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Go
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Fuck
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Yourself
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Go fuck yourself
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Go
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Fuck
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Yourself
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Go fuck yourself
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They call me The Cremator, incinerate, torture
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Things burning out of control, the reapers here to take your soul
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mentally vexed, cashing those checks
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Blood lusting, I demand my respect
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Go. This shit is getting tired. Fuck it's hard to let it slide
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Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle
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Go. This shit is getting tired. Fuck it's hard to let it slide.
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Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle
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Go
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Fuck
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Yourself
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Go fuck yourself
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Go
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Fuck
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Yourself
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Go fuck yourself
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______________________
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Name Go Fuck Yourself
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Artist Deez Nuts
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Album Bout It
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