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mother f****** monsters want to step on my block they don't even know that I don't even own a block I step on a f****** atmosphere and they want to talk cuz I changed the atmosphere when the ways that I walk must be removed my body moves I move with my ways my hair's ways with the wind I make you my days at my howling ass wolf at the moon at the wind or I'm good little big bug hummingbird coming at you with the pecker that could change your ways in your eyes suck it make it my own socket make it my tongue inside your locket make sure you couldn't pocket anything that I got cuz you don't know what I got I got pharaohs on my back and I got arrows on my thoughts that make sure m************ they ain't touching my glock
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