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Last night I was able to get a few minutes with the devil at midnight, I was telling her about my ambien fulled mid-flight fist fight She looked at me with delight as she offered a key with some coke that just hit just right She told me "Kid you're on the right path, people looking to tear you off may tell you that there is value in sit ins and coups, but these chickens get to be yours for the picking. Stay the course No remorse Until you're forced on your deathbed Stick here and you'll be well fed Maybe your spirit dying of thrist, but what good is a death if you can't afford the hearse? I'm here to tell you first and last, that after life the afterlife is laughter in the mind of a child. Kid go wild"
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 9:31 PM UTC
Layover with The Devil
Last night I was able to get a few minutes with the devil at midnight, I was telling her about my ambien fulled mid-flight fist fight She looked at me with delight as she offered a key with some coke that just hit just right She told me "Kid you're on the right path, people looking to tear you off may tell you that there is value in sit ins and coups, but these chickens get to be yours for the picking. Stay the course No remorse Until you're forced on your deathbed Stick here and you'll be well fed Maybe your spirit dying of thrist, but what good is a death if you can't afford the hearse? I'm here to tell you first and last, that after life the afterlife is laughter in the mind of a child. Kid go wild"
jimmyknowles
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 9:31 PM UTC
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