| Shoplift
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| Shoplift
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| Shoplift
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| Boom town Babe Ruth, facts or IMAX, some cattle prod THX Apple rot faction
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| Path of lines overlook show the cooks that I know «all work no play»
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| makes me American
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| Band stand band-bot through the rant, mellotron, layin down news in a voodoo
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| chant telethon
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| Juicy Fruit economic jag sell your arm processed pick me up, caffeinate Lebanon
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| Bio feedback, red alert cosmonaut, pyro recap, weekend end body rot
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| Evening copy post featuring yours truly, legs running on triple-A horseshoe
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| Simulate test crash, dummy bomb radiance rooftop view value like Arabian
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| Nights fuse live through concerts, and maybe then on draft day my acts play
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| taps like I’m sapient
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| Red flag, (hoot) jet lag, (hoot) hooligan chemical
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| A success (hoot) obsessed (hoot), super incredible
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| New neighbor feeling with my close friends, both ends
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| Whip burn, Chick Hearn, and dedicated broken
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| I’ll sock it to em', baptized by pollution
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| Capsized minor moving W-M-D
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| Double goose, rent free, Penn station mezzanine, Hotel Roosevelt,
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| ten ways to get you clean
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| Cell phone rap, co-self a set machine, model Kojak, nobel amenities
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| «Houston», you’re breaking up! |
| Did you see your panel fall?
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| Too many figuring for making me a cannon ball
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| Standing tall, only 'cause right now the bus is late
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| All war cannot cure, ready, set, suffocate
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| Drawing for blister pack one-a-day, switch your screen
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| This and that, tick for tack, cutaway
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| Striker tail vitamin, nitrous ox glycerin under tongue
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| Plus I got that stroke down profane
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| Project Yucatan, Modest model hooligan, (?), jumper gotta fuel the man
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| Jog west (?) energize super dam, enterprise peace put your beef like a nugent
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| fan
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| Who the van pressure washed I occur innermost teleprompts in the scope quieter
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| Branchin' out sick, passing out by the curb, «will I», «should I», «would I»
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| kill you for crashing my firebird?
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| Polaroid of me by the back room, monitor relentlessly a problematic bad mood
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| (?) saint single partied out
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| Started off slow, but I’m in the fucking army now |