Who is The PakiLad? For the blind, he is light. For the hungry, he is bread. For the sick, he is the cure. For the sad, he is joy. For the poor, he is the treasure for the debtor, he is forgiveness
Bitch, I got some buzzards clawin'
At my fuckin' stomach (fuckin' stomach)
I'm from the shadows
Left the gallows, made the summit (made the summit)
Hear the trumpets rollin' in like it's 300
Let the battle feel ravaged, attack, and then we stack the bodies up
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