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whoelsebettergetfucked
My real self housed safe in the burg If breached, cyanide can’t be returned Involved with criminal gangs Can’t be reoriented so I’m getting hanged Sitting up in the night like a gong banged Everyone’s eyes on me like I dong hanged Cancelled like gave a speech and wrong man’s thanked Say whatever I need…
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