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Assassin's Creed

Everytime he came around he was trying to be my pal my homey but everytime you think you got to know me I'm so spontaneous like the combustion banging inside the chamber of the revolution that we have started have we left our mark here is it the mark of the beast or the mark that came in the leap year as you leap then we can play leap frogs and leave all your friends in the dust and see who you can trust is it GOD or is it Just a in must Of course I crush any adversary Of course I was more than actually there I was living I was dying I was losing my blood in the middle of the battle I heard a rattle and seen my best friend pull the trigger and kill his goddamn self I was young a was probably about 10 then I was hanging with motherers that were ringing they were bringing me alcohol and I was drinking it I was at every party and thats just the beginning of it Just cause I went back in my past and unburied a gem you couldn't sell any where of course i got some value I'm a playa and I live in a palace crooked look at the jewels of course you could never see them cause you couldn't feel them get past Peter at the doors man I swear to GOD he would hit you with the sword and okay close the gates of hell open a better chapter everything in this Life I've been chasing after it this ain't an excuse I use to train y'all yall used to follow me it was a game yall but they ain't got no woods around here or no trees either how you gonna see me if we gonna see each other Yeah it was my really my mother who saved me yeah it was really satan that tried to take me out this world now they got sentences that they're piling up of course I got a smile now maybe GOD might make me into the man of GOD HE said I was going to be my birth was prophesied about before I was ever born and I have never sworn

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