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He offered me slavery.
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Di... did he ask about us?
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I don't know. I stopped listening when he pissed me off.
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But as members of my crew, you are de facto caught up in
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a rap beef, which by its very nature can be unpredictable.
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Is this a "slash your tires" beef, or a "slash your throat" beef?
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Could be anything, really. I mean, his boys are strapped.
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But you know Phanto. He likes to show off.
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Look, players, this is my fight.
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If you're here only to bounce I will not stay in your...
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- Okay, bye. - Peace out.
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Oh. For real?