They say I don't rhyme right,
I don't rhyme tight,
let me tell you sum', bruva,
I spread light,
criminal since the womb's age,
in retirement? only at the tomb's age.
when they read me they call me sage,
when they meet me they call me mage,
enraged at the way I leave 'em in the dust,
no trust,
rhymes that cause lust,
to old heads, it's a must.
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When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing jesus! I'm waving automatic guns at nuns.
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