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What is yea grief Plenty of toxins hidden behind teeth Mommas been calling declining Screen Ya empires falling the balls at ya feet What will it be What will it be Pointing the canister back to ya teeth All of their options all point to the Streets Drop em no problem the citys Besieged Locking the cage Tossing the key Roaming the tundra with ease Ya problems aint solved less you toss Em the fee Sick of this shit They been watching me They been watching we What is 1000 divided by 3 Often a problem his postures unique Labeled a profit his Congress Diseased Please watch your step Or fall underneath What is ya grief Plenty of toxins hidden behind teeth Mommas been calling declining the Screen Ya empires falling the balls at your Feet What will it be Ya options seeming obsolete Peep him Retrieving his head King me Im known to be keeping the keys to The chest Its always a scene with the sun is Proceeding to set Clean up ya neck Dont get caught sleeping the reaper Can see through your breath Cheesing ain't missing a step I think they think that its all in his Head See em retreating they need to reset They need a recess Bring me the scenery suiting him best Winters the season hes needing the Vest Whats in his pocket Packet of bacco to balance his head