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Terrace is what you may call me, but when hit you, you cry to your mommy. Might be hatin' on me cause i stun girls, might be hatin on me cause rock pearls. Might be callin me a terrace, but you will never be nothing to me. A reflection in water, you hate again, im gonna drop bombs, hurt locker.





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