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Pliers ripped the fuck off bitch fingers on her hand
Moans sink into walls on basement
And turn into screams of dead

Reaper waddles thru the dust
He won't allow hit a stain
If I don't give painkillers
Hoe know I'm feelin' insane

When I walk wit my hood up
I always keep on pocket knife
And in my muthafuckin' life
I've killed hundreds someone's wives