you're fuckin stupid
You've got a chronic vicious mouth always talking shit making sure people know you're gangsta then wonder why people like me don't want to know you get up n to move to another seat when you sit down cause we don't want to hear you speak or look at your mug you call a face. 'please God, just let this thing die,' I can't believe I just prayed to the one above when I bow to the devil below. what the fuck
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