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tzara
01:50
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Chorus: Men fuck bitches, & women fuck dogs, interspecies sex plus hierarchy hogs, war after war, squealing from the top, the food pyramid may collapse before I'm slop. Men fuck bitches, & women fuck dogs, interspecies sex plus hierarchy hogs, war after war, squealing from the top, the food pyramid may collapse before I'm slop.
Verse 1: Was eating caviar, then a raven came & punched me with his talons, he said I ate his sons, so I spat on his right wing during dawn, dramatic is this song, the fourth wall I was a wallflower on, this world is really loose, so when I fucked it, I had to hold on.
Chorus: Men fuck bitches, & women fuck dogs, interspecies sex plus hierarchy hogs, war after war, squealing from the top, the food pyramid may collapse before I'm slop. Men fuck bitches, & women fuck dogs, interspecies sex plus hierarchy hogs, war after war, squealing from the top, the food pyramid may collapse before I'm slop.
Verse 2: I was prancing through my thoughts, & Thoth mailed me a crate of new books, cautionary tales, in brail & such, this score explained enough.
Chorus: Men fuck bitches, & women fuck dogs, interspecies sex plus hierarchy hogs, war after war, squealing from the top, the food pyramid may collapse before I'm slop. Men fuck bitches, & women fuck dogs, interspecies sex plus hierarchy hogs, war after war, squealing from the top, the food pyramid may collapse before I'm slop.
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wan marred
03:02
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Chorus: Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys. Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys.
Verse: Thievery on the land of marksmen, so someone shot to kill but missed the brutal satyr navigator who rode gators on the land of, so called sunshine, & heartless, was a princess, after theft, she fell further dark, lynch after lynch, now a man waits for her brisk presence as he sits under trees & looks up at his cousins.
Chorus: Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys. Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys.
Verse 2: Bribery on the land of marksmen, yeah, someone's paid to ignore them, news travels fast in the realm of wit, but whoever kills first becomes the poorest, certain situations call for war, & of course the next few may start over whores, Wan wanted a heart filled with love, so he stole one & waited for sex & hugs.
Chorus: Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys. Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys.
Verse 3: The branches above held horses of a God, & in love is Wan existing as a slob, a real clever man he used to be gruesomely, so now you look to me, said the leader of a new rebel army, torturous dilemmas entered the scenery. So who will they look to for future justice, Wan's fling became a big influence.
Chorus: Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys. Wan, the kleptomaniac, stole the heart of an aryan, black motherfucker on the inside, they say Wan's black to the new guys.
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cringe worthy
02:44
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Verse: Cancer was his killer, money for a victor, triumph for a cop, they gambled over cocks.
Chorus: But are you cringe worthy? Are you cringe worthy? Are you cringe worthy? Are you, cringe worthy?
Verse 2: PC beings are crushed, by CP watching sluts, Social justice cries, while it slowly dies.
Chorus: But are you cringe worthy? Are you cringe worthy? Are you cringe worthy? Are you, cringe worthy?
There are big eyes everywhere. It's almost as if Margaret Keane's waifs are no longer inanimate & they exist to surround you, & glare in disgust until you validate them in some way.
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shittah 1441
02:04
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Verse: Gun shy, as I held his gun, tongue tide, as I welcomed fun, great noise, hear me run, I won, see the sun. Don't close your eyes because it's safe to be blind around the bright blind. Here I am with no decline.
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22316
03:27
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usvi cockfight
20:47
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rakehell
02:48
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Chorus: there's a bottom somewhere supporting a top, where there's a suit raping enslaved dresses, & such, his royal piss is never far from your cup, you want a round of applause but he'll give you Spanish horses. there's a bottom somewhere supporting a top, where there's a suit raping enslaved dresses, & such, his royal piss is never far from your cup, you want a round of applause but he'll give you Spanish horses.
Verse: Gargantuan Gertrude is in a phase of servitude in the nude during a time of surreal, in a field of meals & exceptional deals, & playing the field for a way out, but not now. Now is the festival of extermination, during what looked like a funny situation. Fire venom, is what the mass of people yelled, fire venom was in the self proclaimed voice of the people, protest went on & Gertrude played the victim well.
Chorus: there's a bottom somewhere supporting a top, where there's a suit raping enslaved dresses, & such, his royal piss is never far from your cup, you want a round of applause but he'll give you Spanish horses. there's a bottom somewhere supporting a top, where there's a suit raping enslaved dresses, & such, his royal piss is never far from your cup, you want a round of applause but he'll give you Spanish horses.
Verse 2: Burning life everywhere. Typical ain't it? Can't expect humans to have sex without burning some shit. It's grand, lovely & all of the rest, when I see hell, I see subjective stress, Mrs Gargu used to look like what she deemed her best, now her world seems eternal with burning steps, if heaven was objective bliss half the village wouldn't have killed their self.
Chorus: there's a bottom somewhere supporting a top, where there's a suit raping enslaved dresses, & such, his royal piss is never far from your cup, you want a round of applause but he'll give you Spanish horses. there's a bottom somewhere supporting a top, where there's a suit raping enslaved dresses, & such, his royal piss is never far from your cup, you want a round of applause but he'll give you Spanish horses.
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12416
03:04
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