[Kiit408]

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the verse is cursed with evil remorce,
lyrical words put grammer to force,
hurt feelings and dropped bodies for i am the source,
drip dropped blood from the ureasonable wars,
battle wounds, damaged moods, reliable dooms,
make natural minds insane, watching daily pain,
rise through their veins, as fire reaches its highest flame,
for wat you say, cause today was a day,
that i decided to preach to Wckediden,
and say, i feel blinded but judgement will be paid,
so i sit here to let know...
I"m fina kill by bro.. he took my new shoes to play basketball...
lol...

i know this was wack but i'm bored...

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i need someone to spit back... so make some rhymes i'll get back to ya...