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Cipher...boundwhats it like to (rough?) arraaaoundin the twenty one gun salutemancompetion dont restlike a veteran in battlestanding outsidein the lineknees rattleheart beat sinks with the vibrations that fleetfrom the harmonic corridors me and my party freakin' toace that came beforedidnt even have the tastethe musithe lightswait till they embracelikelove is doing a slow jamduck in the shadowswait for a change in the programwhile i roll a gram point fiveone fifty one got me spinnin' with the viiibebarely got behind security we got the ridealright backup the guest list is closedyo homie i cant handle thatman i got like forty buxand i could hook you up with a lil ****aight kick it up twenty mo'man we straight?mirror mirror on the wallwho is the fairestwhose the big ballerrun his shit in the terracegirlsdream apparetswanted by sugar daddy derracehe swishen off the everclearbut we can see the clearessi feel it a mile awayso baby let us come and let us give itroll me with those eyes againi hope he understandyou wanna live out your fantasiesout with another manflakin on your girlfriendsgettin' lost on carol anneand pull two guysrum and cokehold the icei belive they're all the pricethe covercharge of living largein between the social marginthey be paying the priceso you can be the superstar-
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