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you profit from the lie
Smack my bitch up
wasn't born hustlers, i was birthin em
all the beating drums, the celebration guns
how i miss your ranting
don't be afraid of what they say
we are denied they deny it
that hellhound's gonna rip your face off
or are we gonna sit back relax while the have-nots...
and when i say devil, i leave no manifestation of ...