Hey, kid, you've never heard of this before,
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This is Capa who stuck, suck whores,
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The collapse of the glamorous dog is approaching,
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Samara, meringue and metal,
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Hear, the rigmarole rushed,
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thermonuclear cocktail,
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This is Capa and Kartel, this is Capa and Kartel, this is Capa and Kartel.
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A sip of fresh water, the cup is not empty
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The layout has long been known, arithmetic is simple
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One out of a hundred will fight to the talavo
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I, as before, waiting for the scarlet sunset
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Sat, pitched, spit on the screen with anger
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There, the faggots sang in a row, standing in height
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In dew, manufacturers, folk artists
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Young talents, the purge has begun
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Che. |
crushing process
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All under kneading, who will not kneel
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Dress code for this party oak box
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I was cutting hashish while you were powdering your nose.
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Your neck is wrapped in rope
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A further career is a big question
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I'll rip off the rings from your fingers
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Rotten mouths will be covered with stitches
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I'll start crumbling my teeth, save up for fixes
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Take off your rolexes and go to your bix
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This is a blow to the scoreboard for glamorous faggots
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end of story end of story
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On the pass, beat, bass in the trash I will
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For today, it's good for you to close your teeth |
This is a blow to the scoreboard for glamorous faggots
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end of story end of story
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On the pass, beat, bass in the trash I will
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For today, it's good for you to close your teeth |