Lyrics
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Heard a conversation with my father talking to his favorite partner
At the domino table, Tony had told him that he saw a
Young n***a hopping out busting like four charters
Popping pills, mix a gallon of sherm and some holy water
Mix a gallon of sherm and some holy water
Sell it to a priest he probably can get it off by tomorrow
It’s wicked when my favorite uncle kick it
Fiends trying to kick the addiction of sucking glass d***s
Vivid images go against any fantasy you can fathom
Phantoms ain’t the only thing that suicidal
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