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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