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Dwellas The The Last Shall Be First

UG, Phan, Pharoahe and Po, we be the illest What [Prince Poetry] Strictly catastrophic verses that cast curses The mass purchase a blast, the last enter

hop sound Yo, my rugged raps, dip on tracks Like Japs in straw hats in Sigon Through trees other icon, squeeze like py-thons You don't know who you be