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May 2014
**** this beast that haunts this cave

Im not ******* sharing it anymore

got my sharp stick and courage to waver

gonna stab that ******* right in the heart

Ill spill my blood in bowls full before i yield this fight

**** this monster that rises in my chest

gonna stomp it back into the mother ******* ground

got my high heel boots on to tread its dread

Ill break my legs in a thousand places before I quit this fight

**** the ****** HATERS who think that Ive got to stink before they shine

**** all the ******* that ***** with your mind

**** it all, forget the score

it never fucken mattered anyway

cause I was never approved to play

I play any way because

Im gonna **** that demon up

you know the one that blackend up my soul

the days are fucken numbered

it stops here cause I aint got no fucken time for that fucken **** anymore.
S Smoothie
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S Smoothie
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