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Are my friends

 

Cut through you mother fuckers - pretend

 

Here's a bullet, here's a glock, and here's my fuckin' head

 

You need the end, want it to end, begging please be dead

 

I show you potential, you say it's instrumental,

 

I don't know what it is when you chomp it to bits

 

Looks like a love story with only one line

 

And it's not prime, it's raw meat on the floor like swine

 

Eat shit and die

 

It always fuckin' ends.

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