YONKO
Jazco
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Hello Mini money boy from the ghetto 6 inch knife in the pocket, edge narrow Man o' war, barely more Sipping on the blood of the daily corps But lives of the hives are lowly high Here for the job, that's the only mind But we can about it later when the wolf began to hate Her imitating all the images of him and his mate, her Not really one of the bunch Hunching over this runch runch This yellow blood looking crunch crunch Sitting silence in this hutch hutch Only the beat of the heart Mine and theirs My head crowned The piles of feared They should be Highschool frats really mothafucking should be They pass down the hallway, my way Looking crazy, they down say Hey little boy, down there how's the weather Sip this spit goes down together Bye Hello Mini money boy from the ghetto 6 inch knife in the pocket, edge narrow Man o' war, barely more Sippin on the blood of the daily corps But lives of the hives are lowly high Here for the job, that's the only mind Testing this iddy bitty shotgun Resting in the cabinet of his shity son son Leave the dead out Me and him will leave the dead scouts All blue blouse Meet the dead mouse In groud step on his head Jakey boy bout bleed in all red His little white skin I'm going to shed Put it on I do what I said
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