Mashed n' clashed with thyme then passed into a vat of rabbit spines
Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights
And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time
It's not a crime, or what's inside, it's just until the end of time. (thyme)
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