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Rich nigga. We be back with that slow motion Graffiti. Yeah, got my nigga Pun up in motherfucking House. My nigga on lockdown, he coming back on The three-sixty. Like, like. With that cocked, with that Cocked. With that cocked, with that cocked. With that cocked, cocked. La-la-last night, I was in The bed, eyes red, thinking about Project Pat and What that fucking jury said. If you was Dave, you may put your hand Cuffs. Motherfucker, I'm lost. I'ma make you put your hands up and I Ain't lying. Yellow tape up on his granddaddy. Outside the court, four niggas that we clanned up. I could be a dealer with the heater like A pharaoh god. I could be a terrorist to The government like a Taliban. Don't I'm sending blood baths, I don't fight, I punch ya. I'ma hit your ass with the fucking rocket launcher. Can you stand the pain? Insane bounty hunter. Stomp lumps on your butt 'til you're unconscious. Throw you in the dumpster. Lord came to conquer. Lord don't give a fuck, jump off if you Want to. This is the banger buried by your Mama. Not only do I murder man, I also embalm ya. A shadowy hacker group, Project Mobius, Has emerged specializing in crafting chilling Digital mirages. Their sophisticated techniques manipulate online Reality.