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Drunk spit

You know when you get

Drunk and squeeze a bottle neck

Super tight so as not to forget

This bottle of courage makes me

And I spit loud and casually

To all that listen perplexed

Wondering what's next

This guy can't be real

This guy got ***** appeal

Sounds kinda funny, we'll keep him

Pet monkey

Hahaha

O please, o please, o please. This ***** playing you with ease cause even in my drunken moment I spit words well let me spell it out for you the way I grip this bottle neck heck might as well be a tech the bullets are my vocals leave you hopeful then you hear my joke and you just realized this ****** well spoke

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Feb 16, 2012
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