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A kind threat

Not my stress but what the heck?

why am I on it?

scrunched up face, I wanna break

that asshole who threw that shit

on me, this is not the way it was meant to be

but still,

I can't even land one single hit

am I fit enough to do that bit?

why the heck is this cringe?

well I don't mind but I am still pissed 

at the one who broke that heart

at the one who tore her apart 

and  I do admit that she is at fault too

but that that's just cause she is remaining true

to her heart so boo hoo, imma protect her so shoo

away go to hell ya ass, before I tear you away like a broken grass

twig and smoke ya up, be in a trance

ya know who you are but may be not

anyway I have said what I want to say so what the fuck

I don't care, die in a ditch get hit by a truck

and this is all I want to say

be nice or be ready to face

the hell that I will bring ya

what you too scared?

hopefully not cause you still have my shit show to face.....

- Yakaa: Jujaan

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