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Hand over fist bareknuckles my pounds,
Iron digestion shoot bullets from rounds,
I helped the beggar of the gun,
I cant trust myself not to run,
I slumped her with the best,
But still she is the one wet,
Cased by the Newport I cant tell you what happened,
But standing in the rain of the don and rapper,
I was forced to move silently after,
For a while the boys lined up peering over the barricade,
Who I picked came up on stage,
Screams cheered as we made our introduction,
An angel to society amidst the corruption,
Out the side of my look she entered back off,
Staring the emotion of the king she sought,
Paying close attention to the biblical memoirs,
Pull roots the jackal for the night is large,
A beast cometh from the hills of the plateaus,
A major mistake he soon will reap what he sowed,
Millions of light years away,
I undress the cycle of the prey,
Blood rushes through my veins right now,
Under closure in my sacred vows.
