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Song Lyrics:

|African Fiction prod by.| DJ Malinki & Oracle Studio| |Lyrics Killed rappers No evidence on the crime scene FBI Detective saw shit, she Ent ever seen African Niggas pull Triggers With no fears Pull out guns with automatics & heat seekers Death in the air, make you pray to Jesus When you Ent prayed in a Long time Keep your distance, bloodstain on your sneakers Ditched them to hide the evidence And it’s Evident that rappers been killed And it merciless No fingerprints we hate negligence Police won’t find shit even if they investigate To make the crime scene i had to meditate Like Sherlock Homes, i had to calculate My mind italiano yet blood is from Africa Yeah my flow is like art Yeah Da Vinci and the painter mafia You thought we were dumb as shit Well your ignorance is served with you sucking my whole dick Your girl’s mouth is buzz eye I swear I won’t miss Besides that my dick deserve a nice kiss This is not a diss song it’s a killer song, I gotta keep these raps tight like a stripper’s thong By the time the cops get here We already gone Abracadabra, magical rapper, I could turn your life bitter like a Heineken Lager Soul of a survivor, buffalo soldier, heart of a killer Your top is cheap, weak like a fake drug dealer I am the bogyman make you shit your dippers I will make hell break lose At every rap cypher, I murder student and the master Colder that Darth Vader, I am like Darth Maul Use my red light saber, leave your guts on the floor Kill a beat like slick rick, Daddy never knew his son Was hot like Will Smith, my flow sick And times tic, so I am finna Murder these Rappers Before my times tic. Lyrics generated @OracleStudioINC

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