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R.I.P to PnB

The truth is everyday we lit

R.I.P to Spencer too

A dude we already do miss

Shout out that Zelenski bull

What Russian on just is not it

They already got em going

One day they gon go on and get

No love for none of em separatist

This exactly that which make me sick

When you got a man dem trynna flip

Living round a bunch of cell phone kids

Not outside I died or doing a bid

Guarantee you that I never hid

Been through situations and still live

Today making sure that I see quid

No sense in plotting I breathe the grid

Always down to rumble though not big

Feeling like you were hit by a rig

Leave you looking burnt out like a cig

Somewhere out there coolin by the ridge

Hype I think catfish is in the fridge

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Every evening I tuck in

Thank the lord when I arise

Also thank him not like em

Rather clearly different guy

When they take a look at him

See the demon in his eyes

Never a question of when

Let it come as no surprise

Never needed any men

Solo drilling I arrived

Oh the evil in a man

What has been called the dark side

Sinisterly terrorize

Ben and Jerry's real top guys

Talking daring must be fried

Claim ya scary so am I

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