Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,
You got some plan? your the big man?
'cause it was an admired service-man
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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