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I could sell pussy to a eunuch
You pimpin in a tunic like a lunatic
Ya game needs fine tunin
Make room for me to ruin
And peep these thoughts I'm brewin
I'm hungry for human flesh
And I ain't got none for losin
I'm lookin for the chewin
Chewin new sinews
And the boys in blue just be lookin for a clue
I keep a cloak of weed smoke
Like a ghost in Reno
Bouncing between the fiends' spot
On the block and the casino
A c-note is a bandage
I damage what you manage
I'm a comet and I'm landing
If you're standing on my planet
I'm flowin ho but i ain't Tepid
Packin weapons when I'm steppin looking just like the intrepid
When I'm smebbin
Niggas know to call me the reverend
Cuz without an intervention
I'll just send ya ass to heaven
When I pull out the musket
Trust believe i'ma bust it
till my guts is rusted
Or the earth's crust combusted
And the weed will still be
talkin to me
Like I hold the key to everything this spliff needs
Even though this joint indeed
was put out by G
Last name blacc First name b spaghetti

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from Tha Lost Doccuments, released March 20, 2012

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