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That ****** me up. That thing you said. And then you left me all sticky Your slimy words in my head. It worked. Mission accomplished. I am indeed A self fulfilling prophecy. Why is that Heavy things flatten me out. And when im smooshed You can flutter about.
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Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
dont drop bicks without waiting to see where they land
That ****** me up. That thing you said. And then you left me all sticky Your slimy words in my head. It worked. Mission accomplished. I am indeed A self fulfilling prophecy. Why is that Heavy things flatten me out. And when im smooshed You can flutter about.
circa-1994
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Jamaican
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
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