Decyfer my lifes thoughts through clouded knots and ink blotches
words of art bombs are dropped with provocative thoughts of
the baddest master who walks the streets with a massive status
little bastards get ran over
but at the moment im chillin inhalin smoke wit my man in the land rover
Next Word:Memory Lane
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I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia, slaughter your circulatory like lukemia
- AZ
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