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My Worst One Yet

My Worst One Yet

Fk  Sunday 
Like  a child touching priest 
Lying ass preachers 
Name ur religion 
And I'll say fk that too
Show your bitch 
I'll fk her as Jesus's blood drips on me
6 months pregnant so imagine 
Me getting off on your unborn 
Right Infront of ur first born 
Sick twisted Satan like 
Give credit to my girl
 or ex 
but now my girl  again..... I think
Mind playing bitch 
Sinster type
Turned into the std carrying type 
And I'm the type 
That killed her and never been a suspect 
Consoled her mother
While sleeping with her sister 
Just to record it
To have proof for their dad that he raised 2 whores 
So be lucky the 3rd one was  still born 
Load and cock the gun for him 
From outside I hear 3 shots 
1 bitch , 1 mom then pops off hisself
Before leaving 
For insult I went back in and got off on them 

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