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[Mastamind] Right now I bring the dead body funk, I'm too fucked up off that acid rap shit keep your fuckin blunt What I'm a do is burn up the house, burn it down NATAS in the house, Mastamind's out with that likkuidrano sound Should I break it down so you can see this, break it down in pieces Reel Life Product, rest in piece bitch Born to raise a hell up and bring you this storm The only hellraiser in the world is the Detroit born Twenty one years of tears i'm thinking back That I'm the finished product of the making of a maniac You see me on the next album letting my style run I blaz4me like a gun devilish child number one, East side of town is my burial ground, But don't go looking and searching and seeking cause I can't be found Only the real recognize the real In the dead of the night is when I begin my solo kill From Letras Mania