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MC, I'm probably not too far off from you. I work graveyard hours.
And my rant is that A BEE STUNG ME IN THE FUCKING NECK WHILE I WAS RUNNING. FUCK YOU, NATURE. GOBBLE MY FUCKING KNOB.
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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