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Yo who's the man in the black hat?, With a cane, and golden gun to match that, hatch that, Little demon, made from spiritual ***** triple teamin, Eyes on the beamin', aint no dreamin, when Satans intervenin', As he sittin in between and, the realms of Heaven and Hell, Where will our souls forever dwell, sinful shells, tryna break from the spell, I stay close to gospels but fail, But he's always there to bail, My soul from being stuck in the parallel, Tryna avoid the sail, Into another dimension need my mention, back ground Christian, Its apart of religion, get ya caught up in precision, frail decisions, Let to bad judgement, playin' with sins, soon to rollover, Just know games knockin'----
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Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 11:34 PM UTC
The Games Over
Yo who's the man in the black hat?, With a cane, and golden gun to match that, hatch that, Little demon, made from spiritual ***** triple teamin, Eyes on the beamin', aint no dreamin, when Satans intervenin', As he sittin in between and, the realms of Heaven and Hell, Where will our souls forever dwell, sinful shells, tryna break from the spell, I stay close to gospels but fail, But he's always there to bail, My soul from being stuck in the parallel, Tryna avoid the sail, Into another dimension need my mention, back ground Christian, Its apart of religion, get ya caught up in precision, frail decisions, Let to bad judgement, playin' with sins, soon to rollover, Just know games knockin'----
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Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 11:34 PM UTC
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