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this aint time for preachin
rhyme or reason, hit the mark in its season walk the line between treason and truth demeanors and uses, frequently abused and, lines that get walked through like quick sand ya gotta have a quick hand in this land of thieves leave your pockets empty like whores and ts absorbantly morbid lines of death mark the time i kept inside this mind inept and finding the line to step i bind to strep, cough often and infect quickly inspect sickly boats to send em off to the seas like albatrosses count ya losses and dip like countless bosses |
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