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A dark night (dark, dark) (Yayo) Turn this bitch into Virginia Tech, ayy Got the chopper just to make 'em wet, ayy Dynamite around my vest, ayy We them G-59 terrorists, ayy, ayy Keep throwin' threats, and I'll keep yawning Light my cigarette, you just keep on talking Watch where you tread, please watch where you walking I'm from Vietnam, better known as New Orleans The smell of death is so, so familiar I'm that silhouette, that all black figure Grave-digger, gray killer, Lil Cut Throat Drag 'em to the river, watch his fucking body float (Dark, dark) (Yayo) (Dark, dark) (Yayo) Two empty pill bottles, I'm fucking duckin' I can't call my plug no more, oh no, but I'll prolly say fuck it Oh, how I love it, really, it ain't for discussion But the truth ain't that far from it I keep on buggin', like fuck it, I'ma say it Like fuck it, I'ma fuck up Like fuck it, I'm a fuck-up, and it's fucked up It's just my dumb luck, it's just my dumb luck You'll never put me down more than I have You'd have been down, and it's more than I have Fake fucking smile with the knife in my back Fake fucking child, bitch, that's just how you act (Dark, dark) (Yayo) (Dark, dark) (Yayo)
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