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Poems by Ayabonga Molo

Slaughter Master Low down, dirty shame; that’s my name, Madness and creating chaos; that’s the game. An outlaw, I taste like medicine, Give me words I become venomous. That’s my hustle; I’m no good deed, I tell you, A wolf

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