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some licks
on some flicks
like, yeah, some retards on the ginx,
no, hear not,
but really though, on the spot,
yeah stuff, you talk,
no, fuck,
you suck,
no creep,
no flip,
your stick,
a thumb,
and mine, cause they stick,
just pussies that slip,
well, dance from the hip,
hop, not
never left under a slot,
they slop on a beat,
yeah they catch the heap,
no friggin weap,
you hop,
under the bell of a slip,
or buts of swat,
swat bases bullets and shock
those that crock,
your hair up, make it lock,
or mock.
or hair down, maybe like wok,
yeah, go turn mock
i cut, well hair, and shit you crop,
no money, i do it for stock,
oh yeah? wo'stumbly dock,
oh, great, my bill shows just on plus;
anyway yeah, duck duck goose.
a police buck,
enter like fuck,
while we getting our chews,
clampy gets a rubber duck,
yo dudes, we froze,
we loose,
said in shallow doze,
now fuck off, you blow,
we similar, but feel the row,
maybe like a puck,
shurely theire stuck,
oh clip, oh bang,
a hang on a rang,
a stag drag,
a rubbling glare,
oh stare,
fuck off, just bare,
or dare.
a hare?
bang flick
the rough steak,
rustling on a stick
like glamoures on a dick
but ware,
like hardware peak,
fool,
you need it for stool,
the soft in it for school,
for the stew
i brew
with oughtling yous,
rests clue in the crew;
for the mass'up bizz,
the dudes that choose,
always keep a leaf on the snooze,
they think abuse is a boose,
anyway, the i that gives you booze,
just grif the choose,
don't get confused,
abused,
and glance the use,
the shoes in use,
support the rules,
clearly amuse,
rests on the fool,
so loose or win,
shit fit a pin,
chose a tool,
sheer sap,
the ginxed don' yap
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