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got ebola

I got ebola
Im bringing  it back
i got in my backpack
for a lil snack

save it for later
to give to you too
you're  sitting wondering
"What do i do?"

now you're  kneeling
Spitting out blood
you got massive diarrhea
oozing like a flash flood

oh damn
is this song too graphic?
No im just singing bout ebola
cause i has it

i  got it here
serve it in a paper bag
you're  corpse is still here
warm like a toasty vag

oh vagina
No its ass suckah
i bled from my ass
saying im outta tha luckah

the lucky charms
is suddenly  condensed
in my poo
yeah my shit is real intense

i got my eyes close
and im seeing red

the aftermath of ebola
Is life after being dead
Written by AleKsandrovich47
Published | Edited 17th Oct 2014
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