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So much ash in the head, until the ashes do research on me with the sticker flour on the dock.
If I ask around, where's the Nasch, I'll pay it and talk where the gates are.
Okay, shit was cheap, cheap, I'm free, picture nice things, between X-ray saws, strings so tight.
Let him up, I got magic stick, let him out and street, yeah.
Shake the ace, bitch, Ba-Da-Da.