THE STORM...
THEY CAN COME FOR ME LIKE THE COPS COME FOR THE VILLIANS, SET UP TENTS TRAPS AND BUCK SHOTS I AIN'T BUDGING UNLESS THEM BITCHES IS PAYING ME BY THE MILLIONS... I CAN HOLD A ARMY BACK WITH A WAVE OF MY PINKY, I GIVE LESS THAN TWO FUCKS WHAT ANY BITCH COULD EVA EVA THINK OF ME... MAN OR WOMAN I AINT GOT TIME 2 DICIPHER, I'LL PULL OUT THE BIG GUNS CAUSE I GOT A DANGEROUS MIND LIKE MICHELLE PHIFER... FEAR DON'T RESIDE IN THIS VERBAL OR MENTAL PRISON, I SHINE LIKE DIAMONDS REFLECTING BACK OFF THE LIGHT OF MY NATURAL BORN PRISM...
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