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Originally Posted by Witty
Chyeahhh and Neigh, one car, sharing played gun bars
Talking bout actors, you more like Sharon Tate, cunt tard
N u'll share her fate when I take a knife and tear away your lumbar
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I'll stick a flare, grenade, someone's arm, saran, AIDS and drum parts
in your staring face. Don't mug hard. I'm barely sane. I WANT cause
to share my pain. These drugs aren't sparing hate from none. Hearts
get marinated. Sun charred and serenaded by Pun songs
while I barricade my front lawn long enough to prepare and taste your love. Dark.