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Evil Dead Reap What You Sow

the dead... Reap what you sow... Reap what you sow The seeds implanted! Reap what you sow (Sow!) Karmic reality... Reap what you sow...

world Nigga you reap what you sow What goes around, comes around If you sleep you don't know A very small world Where beef could never end At the time you

[CHORUS] Mistakes never feel forgotten Shoot for the stars but you hit the garden You reap what you sow, though you dug from the bottom You dug up the past and you