Ayyy ayy ayyy it's Jeffrey he's taken over he wanna talk let me take a look into his mind the shit you've done wasn't cool nor slick but this knife I play with is so don't let me catch you lacking boi this my city they ran you out of Roseboro and I'm bouta do the same with Clinton you wanna run to the cops we see who on fuck boi energy gonna take me to court game on I'ma bury you boi come to the back yard let you meet the bodies I got more trapped in my basement wanna meet them and catch the same fate on that hook where you will be I'm a sychotic murderer you just unlocked and Jeffrey is the name I wanna make you meet your fate ain't no more talking ain't no more love fuck boi you better take your last breath ain't no light and no better days for you nowhere you can hide I'm creeping on the low and my goons right hea wit me let's play talking bout you street but look like Bernie Mac nephew boi ain't nobody scared of you Jeffrey here to stay he in my head but he wanna play so let's play a lil game your the patient I'm the surgeon let's remove all your organs and throw em in a blender and make a bloody margarita with the Henny send your head to your parents and low key you remind me of Clarence I got plenty of knives pots and pans don't need a gun when violence blood and gore and murders all I live for you tried me now I'm bouta fry you out your liver in a pan fry it to a crisp give your heart to your wife cause that the only thing she gonna have left of you plus this little bit of brain and gristle on the bottom of my boot yea I'm a lil bit like Trevor but a lot worse I wanna lay you to rest sing a lullaby and take the razor and slit your throat I'm from the street but these demons got me on that dark times dark magic lurking round the corner let's play pick a card meet your fate knife or a gun there both pretty fun to play with but I like hearing you scream and plead for mercy so I slit your throat and send your ligaments to your family and I'ma put you where you belong in the gator pit go swim wit em Jeffrey said he done talking he outside but he still outside lurking and you know my gang like suicide squad we ain't stopping till the blood dripping
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