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Peace is when you leave it in the past, let it heal like a cast
When enough time pass, then you blast
Kinda like John Wick, bars like a convict
♥♥♥♥ around and you don't wanna start ♥♥♥♥, woo!
Comin' with the hot ♥♥♥♥, all they do is talk ♥♥♥♥
You could never top it, boy, just stop, stop it
High and drunk, call that HD vision
All these other ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ full of indecision
And I murder with precision all over your television
I'm numero uno, number one

Me and Joyner need a couple hearses (Woo!)
Double homicide, kill the beat and the verses
Everybody livin' on the surface
But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it
What's beef?
Beef is when you murder ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ on a beat
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Nah, nah, what's beef?
Beef is brothers dyin' over ♥♥♥♥
That never mattered in the first place, lyin' in the street
What's peace?

Swole Father who art in the gym,
Hallowed be thy gains
Thy PR comes
They lifts be done,
On the bench as it is in the power rack,
Give us this day our daily macros,
And forgive us our failed PRs,
As we forgive those who curl in the squat rack
And lead us not into laziness,
But deliver us from plateaus,
For thine is the squat, the dead and the bench
Forever and ever,
Wheymen

Our Father, lord in temple, I shall be thy name, Thy Swoleness come, Lifts will be done in the temple as at home, Give us today our daily gains and forgive us for our 'mirin as we forgive those who admire us, Lead us not into skipping sets, but into everlasting swoleness. Wheymen.