The stimulus of this rhythm is murder and its table
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The law sobers the fainted off the record
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The remote in his hand, the shackles of his eyes
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Nausea, the canvas of your heart
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We have the funds ready for the poison hey
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For night fame, ey head suck my name
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I have as much as the crying of the lying beggar
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No grudges you bastard coyote
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Raise your dead hand Downstairs fan
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We haven't blown up this world's maiden yet
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This crippled tarantula approaches me with a cane
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The stash that wraps itself in a cigarette in the dark
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What I said can't be is now a memory
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Is now the trailer of the future? |
midwife's pussy!
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You learn to improvise when you die
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If you grow up, you don't want to be expelled from school!
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years passed 80 90
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If you burn our souls to hell
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We've barely come to this day
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Come on, you ask, my answer is very hardcore
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The years have passed, if you're not there
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If you burn our souls to hell
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We've barely come to this day
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Come on, you ask, my answer is very hardcore
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You find your way, you find your head
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Raise hand Downstairs fan
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But your ears couldn't get over the shock
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Hey I spoke no one could stand it
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Looking for the back door, you find the trap
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If money is your religious faith
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Raise your dead hand Downstairs fan
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Some old man should tell you the truth
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It's someone waking up not raining
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No need for the bullet to linger
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It's possible that the door is leaning against your window
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Damn this one waking up
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Fuck America and topple the table
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Because of the herd and psychological crisis
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A talking butt is your interlocutor
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'Cause you and a pack of full dogs because you have money
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Blockade in blood mine forest
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Stay if our thoughts come to you
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Give me a gun nigga let me blow your mind
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I'm propaganda this is broadcast for you to sober up
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How are you asshole nobody's clean
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If you get wet, you have the dirt of the storm
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Bitches in songs by procedure
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Like announcers saying hello to the audience
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Expressing my hatred on low budgets?
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Treatments with sleeping pills are incapable
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Barbie's sister-in-law
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This is the group sex movie of the toy story
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I got a little bit of enthusiasm this world is clumsy
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This novel is light in the gospel Ar nightgown
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I set myself understand the direction I'm crawling
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I determined the direction I crawled myself! |