.[Treach]
My thoughts are thundering, tumbling
Sons of bitches, switches, from yelling ta mumbling
You ain't a pal of me, my family ties but not wit Mallory
My analogy ain't for salary, as I roll reality through galaxies
Four centuries, it's sent to me with the scent of oiu
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