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im the ******* half-breed ****** go ahead and pull the trigger you cant take my standing vigor tell me that im just a ****** stop talking and dig another moat now tell me, do you need another ******* scapegoat? yours is big but mine is bigger if im the grave then you're the digger so if in this life you're the rigger then why am i the ******* ****** scarred markings assailants i cant see i took a look up at the sky and then it hit me con descension ripped us off little girl has blown her top herbicide on life's corn crop i can hear the brain cells pop life looks good before the drop wade and wander through the slop **** yourself to make it stop quiet, or i'll call the cops
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Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
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im the ******* half-breed ****** go ahead and pull the trigger you cant take my standing vigor tell me that im just a ****** stop talking and dig another moat now tell me, do you need another ******* scapegoat? yours is big but mine is bigger if im the grave then you're the digger so if in this life you're the rigger then why am i the ******* ****** scarred markings assailants i cant see i took a look up at the sky and then it hit me con descension ripped us off little girl has blown her top herbicide on life's corn crop i can hear the brain cells pop life looks good before the drop wade and wander through the slop **** yourself to make it stop quiet, or i'll call the cops
david-flemister
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Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
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