See im the kid that everybody selpt on, but ill send these bullets str8 through your tefflon, now his chest gone, i’m the greatest around ..so who said the best gone?..billy the kid fast my guns drawn..i speak loud while u yawn..blast..the sun gone..it ranaway to the hills turn dusk till dawn.. all muscle with brawn..we mowed them like the lawn, I hadda save u shawn, cause if not then you gone..shawns my shotgun we’ve hadda lotta fun..he’s like my favorite son but he’s never seen the sun, but he’s the one.. I grab b4 I run.. even tho he weigh a ton.. there’s nothing he hasn’t done..layin hits on niggas like home runs, yeah ya loved ones, we just poke fun, yeah the fast one.. yeah we blast one…big hole in ya chest..pick up the crumbs
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