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I hope you fking beat me when its twenty on one
I hope you have your gun the next time I come around
all your friends a crew of fakes
I know when it all comes down
Ill bring this s**t one on one
and beat you into the fking ground
when you all surround me
I hope you take the fking pi*s outta me
in time my wounds will heal
Ill hunt you down and make you bleed
try to get away crawling
my bat in hand I start to swing
revenge is something sacred
Im the last motherfker youll ever see