.Home is where the hatred is â break bread
But never offer them a taste until they pay for this
Somebody said this place was rid of hospitality â gotcha
I aint hungry anyway â I had pasta
A full box to share with brothers if theyâre proper
Starvinâ artists â leavinâ left.
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