Scrungy

i got record rif shot point the got at his motha mot

real life craimie

bue collars metro carding it, thugs mobbing it, form partnership, increase armorment, street pharmacist, deep consequence, when you seek sleek ornaments, you get caught, rode the white horse and can't get off, big dogs that trick off just get sent off, they shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off, it's real yo but still yo, it's love here, and it's felt by anybody that come here, out of towners take the train, plane and bus here

fimb the



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Relayer 1974

i got white gold chain on

cut ya up like Edward scissor hands

let there be carnage

im like a virus, we multiply

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im going to detatch a few of my limbs to see if they grow back, if they grow reverse and generate a new me i will be really upset, i dont want this to happen again.

oh hey man

my styles kinda fat representative of a whale

my style is everydayallday similar to water

im sorry

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hooper like the bron michael like im jordan