Scary
from the murders to the drug dealers trying to make a living its
hell not easy to sell rap so got to buy whatever people be buying
otss be a way of life only the strong survive if life gives you shit
take a dump in its face like a truck load dont got time for some hatter
they come a dime a dozen aint no baker either my flows get harder in
time like wine born to shine out the wound dont care if there is
installations and illusions if im inflectional empowered then love is
STRATEGICAL COMPETITIVE CONSPICUOUS THEORY
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