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Odisy

I'm number one
So get the Hummer done
Cause where im from your done
Stand equipped with fun Im I one.

Who won't run away
Equipped with guns to spray
What will become of me
Well within dungeon you'll stay

I'm from the 🍯 honey comb
It's legit that some are none
To breed like bunnies thrown
That won't quit, a summer tone

That's in front of you
I'm watching the bus to your heart
But I'm not here to discuss you ya wart

I've got princess on my tale
This genius will fail
Indeed there thoughts are frail
I'm yelling hay without the bail

I'm not a garden source
Here to smarten the source
Thanks to all the boys
Here to fart on your choice

I'm eating ice cream
Concieded a nice dream
Deleted the wide stream
So beat it when I scream
You've needed a high beam

Forward is the only motion that I propel
On a devotional well I get ya through living hell
Written by Madintellect (Mike stew)
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