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thats whats important pimp_daddy.
Alright heres some more
Sick
Naw man I'm flipped
Ribbed up and zipped
dipped in pink pure plastic slits
four more doors punchin out your loose floor boards
let in hordes of ant lords that brood in Mourdor
Yeah, naw
I don't like to carry a grooved sawed-off
use a crowbar to bruise yall new blue cars
don't do bars though 21-I choose your broads
Your far more flawed than my grandpa's jaw
which he lost bitin' bombs in your Veitnam War
Now he sips his meal like drinks through a foot straw
"Yo granpa , what u eatin-a bowl of applesauce?"
"Naw, ya grandma mashed all the steak, corn and peas hard"
Man dog thats raw
if you seen what I saw
you would line a fine line to the bowl to throw up
I'm tired of no luck
I'm mired with more muck
I'm sire-d,
now bow
I'm MADRUCKIS the III of Yorkshire
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