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Whatever let the clever ego's snowed out to wild weather.
- my hand is like riding a hoverboard,
- Michael Fox couldn't catch me i'm goin' abroad!
- Snoring cats clap there hands to this rap,
- Flappin' wings like a lil honey eating bird listenin' to the verve!
- Sample a taste, and feel ya heart beginin to race!
- Placement be first, cursed talent bursting a tasty bubble in which i'm immersed!
- Fleeting beat, keep it discrete! neatly compacting words in which i speak!
- Unique, different. A linege somewhat rare as an antique!
- Tongue and cheak, lil larican ya wish ya could meet!
- Eating alphabetical soup, duped profit dunken miracles through the hoop!
- Soul brothers, sisters and black panthers alike uprising against haterid we suffered!
- Buttered toast in the mornin' storming bastilles after years of perfection laying dorment!
- Tormenting this dude be a prude tactic winnin' all fueds!
- Glued my eyes to seeking prizes of knowledge aiding wise perspectives I let slide.
- Ridin' the crazy train with Ozzy osbournes help straining eachothers brain,
- Andy duphrane diggin' tunnels to escape to Spain.
- Raining turns to hail, hail turns to sleet, mail man skipped delivery today musta read my letters and felt they too deep!
- Creepy oddball people think weird, missunderstood chap bleeding slow is the creed.
- Last verse of tonights spiel, feeling serges that're appealing to those needin' to heal,
- Real live action compacted dense to a fraction, inducted into Guiness book of records as Dumber and Dumbers competitor reaching Aspin dressed as Aladdin.
- Mortal combat, cat in the hat with a welcoming door mat flipped around so bizarro world be my oppisite.
- Dorsal fins chopped by cropping nazis hijacking my virtual land with bots, extra hopped audical plots like Mottley Crews band assaniting Paul Potts.
- Needa a lower wattage globe, jokes. Real ol' school glassy's without eyes to the node.
- Bode ya all fell well, selling scriputes bound to ring ya bells and get ya outa hell!
- Shelly thigh name, hermit crab the game, shameful reign of aiming sealgulls peckin ma head for grains!
- Tame. Aloft and dobby's best friend and my gift to him, a cleanexe cloth.
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