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Let's play quitach. You like the hobbit.
Look at the weak, shit they are garbage.
How the hell can say that when I'm starving.
Death Star. Force rules, call it blue harvest.
Troopers marching. War became a circus. Watch the bombs surface.
This full metal jacket stuff has you nervous.
Jimi Jesus, lord know you can't trust a sermon.
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Enter the wicked mind and be Tim burton.
So really certain.
If you mess with Beatrix you'll be killed by Uma Thurman.
Burn in a furnace. Fell my pain that was hurting.
It's the black hipster who's so earthy.
Coat mafia with bob and meet in jersey.
Go on and say mercy.
Then reach heaven where the gates is pearly.
Never have a back story. Even tho one day I'm piss on.

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