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I look into the anatomy of you
And all I see is a black lung
But I hang on to the chain around your neck
Waiting for ya to look down
You won't forget my face when I leave town
Yo, my name is Seth
I spit hot to death
Inevitably
I am the next step
I rap, rap present you
L.E.F.T. B.O.Y.
Why, why don't ask me?
I'm nasty when it comes
To makin' beats and right rhymes
I don't make a lot of tracks
But when I do, they fuckin' shine
Like 50 whats, what, my what, what, what
I sick in the whole like a game of put put
And then grandma says:

'Hey, who are you?
Ferdinand?
Oh my, I didn't recognize
You look different
What happened to you?
Ooh ooh, I know you got a mustache'

Look into the anatomy of you
And all I see is a black lung
But I hang on to the chain around your neck
Waiting for ya to look down
You won't forget my face when I leave town
Into the anatomy of you
And all I see is a black lung
But I hang on to the chain around your neck
Waiting for ya to look down
You won't forget my face when I leave town

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