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If I Get My Hands on a Rich White Male - Ghais Guevara
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If I Get My Hands on a Rich White Male Ghais Guevara

If I Get My Hands on a Rich White Male - Ghais Guevara
[Verse 1]
How you gonna arm wrestle
With the will of God?
Bullets through the temper-pedic
Call that pillow talk
Spill em like a margarita
Leave em on the block
Niggas thinkin its a joke
No Phillip, Todd
I go aimin with the locs
Hope i hit my target
But i dont mind if the
Family becomes a carcass
Uppercut his baby mother
Send her ass through orbit
Put his pets and the kids
On the black market
Violence ain’t the answer?
Fuck it, im kinda retarded
Ever seen the rage of God?
We the ragin incarnate
They say vеngeance is a
Dish best sеrved cold
But the heat that im usin
Has to reload
Cereal for dinner had
My stomach speakin morse code
Niggas stain the dishes
Then would move it by the boatload
Niggas feel like atlas when they
Carryin the workload
Ten toes
This a act you shoulda forbode
Cause
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