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Blasphemy, blasphemy in the city of Rhapsody Casualties, casualties increased in number, they plunder Gold chains, gold rings, and hoes ******* up on their nose Knives and bullet holes Liquor fumes run out there pores Another round it's time to pour Ball, and steal the ones you love Grim, like reapers, scythe laying in the trunk So rowdy, you getting punked Get out the house, get on the funk I am, I am the kid who is stacking dollars I be, I be the one they call the POWER Stealing from yall' what is no ones So I came to ball and unfold them Ace of spades, I be rubbing on the jin So dam turnt I do now know how it can be sin She is fire, infernos desire, my mind admires, her waterfall I acquire I just want that hot verse and that choir Encore, encore I think I want more Just like Ceasar, man's brain gets distorted Because they hoeing, because the gold and drugs that come, people change when you got that dolla huh? People change, People change, when you got that dolla huh? Huh? I be, I be a one man choir Look at all these ******* in the game. 'Bout to grab that empire
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 1:47 PM UTC
We All Sinnin
Blasphemy, blasphemy in the city of Rhapsody Casualties, casualties increased in number, they plunder Gold chains, gold rings, and hoes ******* up on their nose Knives and bullet holes Liquor fumes run out there pores Another round it's time to pour Ball, and steal the ones you love Grim, like reapers, scythe laying in the trunk So rowdy, you getting punked Get out the house, get on the funk I am, I am the kid who is stacking dollars I be, I be the one they call the POWER Stealing from yall' what is no ones So I came to ball and unfold them Ace of spades, I be rubbing on the jin So dam turnt I do now know how it can be sin She is fire, infernos desire, my mind admires, her waterfall I acquire I just want that hot verse and that choir Encore, encore I think I want more Just like Ceasar, man's brain gets distorted Because they hoeing, because the gold and drugs that come, people change when you got that dolla huh? People change, People change, when you got that dolla huh? Huh? I be, I be a one man choir Look at all these ******* in the game. 'Bout to grab that empire
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 1:47 PM UTC
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