Anorexics an apatite
Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
Just an alert of an amber
Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an
Ok just listen up a little
An immoral immortal
Its an imagination
What up girl, tell me how you been
And put wack rappers on a island with a chain to the neck
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Outstanding clout, what up greg street
An immortal technique
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