.[Verse:]
Yeah my mafia's like a posse of ya soldiers trooping through Bosnia
Body ya; To bury ya with a hundred bodies on top of ya
And bodies wrapped in plastic, etrocities like these are drastic
Your life's expired, you're on the floor dead with ya' arms out like ya tired
My sh.
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