I blow your temple of darts into constiutent parts/
Reminding lonely crying soldiers of their fear of my smarts/
Mr. Sinatra fell asleep because he played himself out/
I suggest you follow suit and simply follow his route/
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The Price of my ice is sky high/Im a fly guy/
Thats every thug's dream/I really love cream its in my bloodstream/
BIG L
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