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Dec 2023
Controversy

If I were black
Amalgamated
I say Malcom Made me
Everything I rap.
They call it calculated.
Sit on your couches haters.
I'm back.
Now they about to wake up.
Artist they shout Creator.
No doubt without contestation
I'm throwing bombs on each drum like It's hot potato.
No Ocarina but Andre 3000s just like that power ranger.
I am Ill, this is now contagious.
They want you to make a name for yourself.
"You should be proud of Satan."
Chree
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Chree  30/M/Discovery
(30/M/Discovery)   
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