Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters
No one goes to the oven to silence their whistle
Be like lizzie borden and chop there bodies into little
I'm super beast without a lease
Put him in oven, oh shit i hear police
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