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Jan 2020
Guilty goons get gutted with a passion can you taste the glory, so fear the war that we declared as I end this story, what you had for me, was genocide all in the streets, so **** the call for peace, I preach as the sins won't cease, now we unleash at peak strength don't depend on sheets, to cover wrongs that you did be prepared for heat, and don't you beat your meat, pleasures' not the wiser feat, fulfilling prophecy your corpse will be your only treat, pray for forgiveness, I witness my sins sacrificed, Lord Jesus CHRIST has killed the demons greedy appetite, now will I let you live, hell naw!, you had me clinching tight, function off the urge of instinct, I think I still will fight.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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