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********** My ********** was thought through, dominate me, dominate you. Can't stop, what you can't see, open mouth and drink my *** Beat you to a ****** pulp, as I drink it, my throat goes gulp. I'll stomp a mud hole, til it's dry, it's fun to do when you're high. This world, I will destroy, no longer am I a whipping boy. I **** your father and your mother, even your sister and your brother. **** your uncle and your aunt, killed every tree, killed every plant. Killed your niece and your nephew, just part of the ********** schedule. Killed your cousins and next of kin, call me evil, but I love sin. No more sun rising in the east, 666, I'm the number of the beast. No more sun setting in the west, just doing the devil's request.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
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********** My ********** was thought through, dominate me, dominate you. Can't stop, what you can't see, open mouth and drink my *** Beat you to a ****** pulp, as I drink it, my throat goes gulp. I'll stomp a mud hole, til it's dry, it's fun to do when you're high. This world, I will destroy, no longer am I a whipping boy. I **** your father and your mother, even your sister and your brother. **** your uncle and your aunt, killed every tree, killed every plant. Killed your niece and your nephew, just part of the ********** schedule. Killed your cousins and next of kin, call me evil, but I love sin. No more sun rising in the east, 666, I'm the number of the beast. No more sun setting in the west, just doing the devil's request.
allen-wilbert
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
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