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Hellian on Bleak


Hellian on bleek, why do you speak? You took my life for granted. Was it a trick or a treat? Fuck waitin, you gone make me start hatin'. Before it all ends up wrong, let's get this under the same song. Hellian on bleak, watch how you speak.

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