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anyone and every-dream got every peep heaven drawn, tha Blessed seeds is Intentions scene, necks get bent wrong, or ur heads-bobbing, while u inspect knowledge, respect honest. best to lay off tha chest so listeners can shit on-it, List-goners ,try my game, bench-warmers, Insane is plain to say when im in corner, touring possibilties of intense torture, unless corners come fast, cuz most have a corinary attack before performin some corny varied tracks, dormid when morbid actions clash, cuz im tha professor not stressin this person who lacks in listenin, so i look past cats who treason=me
,get schoold even in tha evenin my tools is tha green u see,fools can peep tha sceanery, literally just tha middle piece of this scribbled heat, can leave tha most evil beast, paralzyed for more then seconds, so with tha album came a wheelchair,supposidly cripplin peep, from tha nited session, now i gotta go, grab my robe, D's tha Reap drinkin only because life-beckons.
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