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Meet Your Fate

アーティスト:South Park Mexican  アルバム:The Purity Album 

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[Verse 1: Pimpstress] My click picks your pockets, splits tha profits, choose the targets & take out the garbage Fill tha cartridge, more led than Zepplin, tryin' not to step in the blood I left em' in. Wrestlin' with withdrawls got me sippin' purple medicine Dead presidents movin up like Jeffersons. Let's begin, it began, so begun The story of one who went from girl to woman. From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds. Son by guns that sound like drums. It's no ones fault his life came to a hault, should I open up the vault like I opened up my sliss more. But instead he chose to be another skeleton, I popped his head & his brain looked like gelatin. A definition of a cursed individual, original, you can't see the invisible. [Hook:] 1 2 Better call your crews 3 4 Need to lock your doors 5 6 Better load your clips 7 8 Time to Meet Your Fate. [Verse 2: Pimpstress] Some of y'all niggas ain't wit this Well then get tha fuck on about yo' business. 'Cause my kind don't take kinds who doze Who act like hoes while I sip Irish Rose & smoke some of the worst weed you'd ever tasted Fuck it blaze it let's all get wasted. Still a Jason, you need to face it Mad 'cause your house costs as much as my bracelet Never patient, competition, sound ancient I'm gettin' followed by a Federal Agent Engagements, gangsta banquets, piggarements, stainless Leave you brainless make it painless. Hanus, 27 holes in his anus. Make 'em pay when they mistake us for entertainers.


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