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Yeah, sour frozen grave. Dirty Holy sad shit. Hit this in double, 'cause I'm swallow. Don't show me the smell of this double it, Yeah. Less than five, you keep it and drop It. I made it to soak with the foreign And fly. I made the vessel with that, you Describe It's open, the remedy soak it up, Yeah. Pulling me some of that, so I both Feel the stump, I have to die. Magic over all the drugs, I'm ready, Serve it in your face. Septic noise of your city, can you join the Pussy boo? Told the maid I feel the vibe Through the smoke, the sober blue. Off the chains, sober fits and paranoid is doing Me good. Thinking how I better rid the smoke Inside my comfort, yeah. Shut your mind, shut the door, the killer has Been released this morn. Missing my defensive killer Stabber, did I freak my face? On the suburb benches of a hoe, Hit this to fuck with race. Yeah, Sour frozen grave. Dirty sad Grave. Holy Sad shit. Yeah.