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wen i wake up i see sumthin strange thats near ; like an illusive creature i make niqqaz think i invented fear ; so my nerves start to urk with in this body as my bed rumbles upon this earth ; & My skin lies here untouched but my soul is so bruised ; tormented by these demons that i had sent out to u ; cuz with all the conflicted hatred i kept embodied inside ; ur punishment deserves to be heard worldwide : dam jus call me the devil with the pen ; Writing ritual curses with my nails on niqqas who say amen ; Here again with out a heart in this body ; & u would think cause I had no soul that I fucks with illuminati ; I should burn u where u stand ; dnt compare me to that slime ; Yea they had a soul that they carelessly sold for dimes ; yea I had a soul but I happily stabbed mines ; & but to the contrary my path is more benign ; killing niqqas ina row like i gotta Deadline ; & don't worry I keep my promises when I lie ; dnt believe me ? Well then let me jus swear to god as I cry ; how bout now ? Did I conflicted ur mind ; do u understand what I'm saying ; am I as clear as a mime ? Do i gotta eat ur brain to understand if u mind ? I mean I kno I swallowed ur tongue but that's no excuse to be shy ; & well yea ikno I fractured ur spine & may have slit ur throat with this knife ; but dam .. At least have the courtesy to look devil in the eye '
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