Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
'cause it was an admired service-man
Haven't you ever seen anchorman
Each time you disperse your verses they are hurling curses
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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