Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax
I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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