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I'm too lazy for enter keys, my irradiant energy's of the craziest pedigree. I blame my ancestry's path of descendants for the haphazard manner I was slapped on this planet. I practically shifted every stick off the freefall, laugh if you get it... I like rap and progressive, cruise cars on the beach with the seagulls. And subtext. I like movie stars, spooge drenched. When I party with goofies, spark- and go full retard... I lewd text a slew of dumb exes. I'm not thirsty, I'm fuckin dressed as a bougie narc, I'm truly parched, I'm grooving with the tunes set to weirdly rude questions. Even a crumb or two gets these sloots pecking, coo coo. Not leaving with the coupe empty. Moonroof. The roof's setting. Mary Poppins, poppin molly, rolling mary. I meditate, palms are staring, concentrate, solemn state, overbearing on my swag chakra. Why would I separate, tags, in commas, if Banksy don't? Cats OBEY like fad-hoppers, badly clothed like ratchet hoes in plaid rompers, you lack proof of action-combat, your stats useless, your walk-to-talk is Jap movement in fashion watches. I'll spit at you and you'll disintegrate. The residues a googol centigrade. Flee in a black chopper with rental plates that doesn't hover but levitates, Master Roshi, y'all grasshoppers, pack of locusts on which the mantis preys. Bragadoccious. I got slants for days.
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