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I got two brothers doing life and one in the dirt.
I got a perfect son thats never walked because his legs don't work and he shits and pisses in a bag but whatever.
I make violence look good.
I wonder who's more evil.
Shall I say I'm the queen of death?
My heart has barb wire around it.
Your life was just a blank canvas until I made art out of it.
This is how we paint.
Appearance, in the end is everything.
We give a product of hard work
