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Translation: Waits, Tom. Knife Chase.
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me the base and the pipe And I thought I write a record a rhyme, before I reach night I said if that's true, but any case I couldn't wait to write my
attack Just hardcore actual facts, never wait Just react when them killers come at you with gats Had to dig the knife out of my back, now I'm back on