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| I've had enough of your pasty ass on my territory, Channuka Harry. I'm'a take yo' ass down tonight. | |
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| Please, nigga. My homie Solstace Steve got my back, yo. | |
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| Yeah, muthafucka. I'm'a feed yo' yo' own shiznit, beeyach! | |
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| What the hell happened here? | |
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| It looks like it was some sort of battle of the holidays until Brotha Kwanza showed up with his posse and a gat. | |
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