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I got a silver tongue and big brass balls. A mind as sharp as my dick. Either one is ready to go when I choose to stab your wit. The breaks don’t fail. Broke out of jail. Picked all the locks off with my prick. Bring that pretty thang closer as I change my focus. From my problems to your ass and my dick. many have said I’m a piece of shat. but beneath all that, everyone knows that I’m really the fucking shit! Call me.. master shit walking, king shit talking, now bow down and lower my pants. I’m a super weight slayer. Hard pipe hittin playa. Let’s get on now carving a path. We all knew I was fly. Just another nice guy. But this time I’ll finish on your face! Master shit walking, king shit talking, bow down now and give me grace. You can’t backtrack home because behind your back sits a giant psychopath. Stand up and beg before I lower your head, and you suffer my tremendous cock attack! Master shit walking, king shit talking, big shit, number one. I’m the shit. Well known legit. Now I’ll let you carry on. Don’t forget I’ll be roaming. Corners of my mouth be foaming. As I march onward along my way. I’m deepest shallow to escape the gallows. Only for you to cross my path. Call me.. Master shit walking, king shit talking, numero uno, el hefe on the run. I’ll see you soon, under the light of the moon and you will forever remember my wrath. Don’t worry your pretty face. I’ll keep it safe and sound. As I wrap it around my balls. And you forever suck my dick.