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| It’s my new rap. Remember, I’m starting an original posse. I been creepin in the hood with my fly and my peeps, yo. | |
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| I’m going to have to slap you, of course, if you don’t shut up | |
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| Well, it’s a violent world we rappers live in. | |
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