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Damn with my power the fuck i should do?

I could write or go work for the news

Nah stay here and just go pick up a tool

You should kill and then rob and then shoot

Fuck goddamn get the fuck out my head

Wanna write like a poet then head to bed

Nah just stuff his whole body up in the shed

Then just kill and then rob like i fucking said

Damn picked up a beretta and fucking shot

Now im known for shoot and killing on my fuckin block

Damn and they know that im doin this

Picked up a pistol i promise cant ruin this

So much fun kill one then two of them

They aint runnin up cuz they aint new to this

Know where i be and they know that im true of it

I write like a poet they know i aint new to it

I keep me a Sig cuz cuz this shit could get sour

I call up my shooters them bitches gon scour

He call me a bitch then he caught in an hour

Take off the suppressor this shit could get louder

The screaming just give me a headache

That body gon drop and it shake no earthquake

If he wanna pull up when i have my gun then i catch me a new body two piece with a milkshake

Damn with my power the fuck i should do?

I could write or go work for the news

Nah stay here and just go pick up a tool

You should kill and then rob and then shoot

Fuck goddamn get the fuck out my head

Wanna write like a poet then head to bed

Nah just stuff his whole body up in the shed

Then just kill and then rob like i fucking said