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What you know about going out no food in your mouth no food in the fridge put in work to earn stripes for the right to not have to fight as a kid stay protected group home brothers looking out for one another backing up each other system kids can you feel me stay rowing the boat until they kill me this is the real me fake mc's will get straight dusted from the pain i been through its sharp like a ginsu hope i don't offend you not going to pretend to be something i am not like a crack dealer on a block or a killer with the glock i will admit i know how to use a shotgun but not to kill someone just use it for fun shoot the cans on the log not hurt no one its the way i aggress to release the stress stuck in the system doing my best to pass their emotional psychotic test beat my fist to my chest screaming oh yes i am the best and i expect nothing less. -TA

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