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May 2017
Do like this
do like that
running like i'm usain bolt
no bring that back
somebody gotta...

take me home
i drunk all night
**** your wife
im kidding but my loves not right
i feel it...

cold and mold
these ****** wanna take my soul
the ones that get it they really wanna let you know
hoes are hoes there blinded third eye closed
angels diss dont switch cause you never know...

forgive and get
repent and sip
i sink the ship
and kiss the man
they wonder why i'm missing dame
cause his blood all over the street
they don't know its me
they don't know hes a king
and god don't talk but the devil does
which i never did wish he never was
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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   Bunhead17 and fagaveli
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