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Met a retarded kid Greg with a wooden leg Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking with the peg Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40 up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole to my forehead until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead No more said closed end of discussion I'm blowin up like spontaneous human you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas Cross the (?) We blowin up your killing your parents and coming to get your foster mommas And I'm as good at keeping a as Nostradamus Cause I aint no more threats I'm doing in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets I'm more or sick in the head Maybe cause I smoked crack (?) today, yesterday, and the day before Walk the with a labrador Strapit with war more than El Salvador Foul style cow manure Coming together the eyebrow on Al B. Sure
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