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There are those who will bind you, with their needs
Sharpening their skills to cut you, just to watch you bleed
They rather you die on them then let you leave
You must believe or just disagree with me
There are those who bait you in, you call them friend
Truth be told, they hate you and will betray you
Don’t put it past them, to slay you
Now you’re dead, now you’re gone
Their at your mamas house sucking on chicken bones
Consume these words if you must, chew on the crust
I bet it taste like who you trust, don’t it
