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 | im noosin you fake goose bitch's talkin bout heat well i gotit all and u finna suffer one thing defeat/
 puttin six hard rox stoned off filled with hate threw ya
 meat/
 so think about pain when its on your face while i scrape DNA
 from yo main Vain/
 throw it into the lava of a exploding volcano deseaced heat
 when it greets ya dome turnin everything to ash/
 im the local flowing killer that puts the ash in Bash/
 stash money chips to keep ya head up nine milla to stop
 drama/
 back and forth spillin ya guts with the pressure of a water
 pump in the water filled bahama/
 puttin 2 words threw ya head when you think about before you
 get dead/
 Dragon or hawk take yo pick cause when i crusify ya brains
 with sticks yo aint gonna be able to walk let alone talk/
 shuvin your corpse in a oven when its over your body will be
 the premade stuffings/
 stuffed in the gates of hell but rejected cause ur unwanted
 un needed and your finna be the re enter of a nose bleed/
 finger on the button with demands so ya better take
 heed.....
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          | "At least Istill have my
 good looks"
 
 
 
 - איוב.
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המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.