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BARAKA
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Pulled a blade up at your gang Wrist rocket on my gang Sold my soul to my blessed I sold my soul like i'm the plague All these rappers in the way Taking shots at your face Broken knuckle from the gang Broken knuckle full of pain Chicks all on me hit me up like a noose Choppa with me and it spraying at you Bob the Builder the way I hit with the tool Playing with me knuckle duster yo tooth I am a cat you a mouse filled with modesty He want a feature but wrote an apology Shout out garbage running up my psychology Ride with the heat if it cool you can call on me Moving the some rock like geology Shipping the pack I think I hit the lottery Run the economy She give me brain like lobotomy I am the GOAT call it inside of me All of the mice see Burn the bridge you ain't a friend of me Turn it to ash got me some enemies Moving this weight like the seventies Water all on me I look like anemone Spend a band never get it back Flipping it out the vat Double stacking the mac and yo brain gon splatter Got chips on my nails and i'm painting them blacker I hit with the blade and it rip like a raptor She give me neck and i'm calling her Dracula I'm with the gang running up on a regular Flipping this money you flex like an amateur Shoot at your crew we in a whole different caliber Glocked up Try and take it I got to stay glocked up Everywhere the I roll I mop up I got brothers that leaving the smoke out like a rasta I said f**k 12 we got boxed up Got a coffin you gon get locked up With blood on my arm of 100 impostors like doctor with a go B*t*h
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