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Flux (A Rap Song)
Once upon a time I saw a lady on the street,
walked up to her, you know, do a nigga's plea:
"Hey blonde, hey there, will ya my queen,
I love your covetures, you know, those things."
She looked me, and hissed at me, "Hey, I'm not your mate,
you ain't my type, can never be, just walk away,
you look like shit, you in a mess, ya want disgrace?
She knocked me out like a horrible Canadian thunder then walked away.
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walked up to her, you know, do a nigga's plea:
"Hey blonde, hey there, will ya my queen,
I love your covetures, you know, those things."
She looked me, and hissed at me, "Hey, I'm not your mate,
you ain't my type, can never be, just walk away,
you look like shit, you in a mess, ya want disgrace?
She knocked me out like a horrible Canadian thunder then walked away.
'20:06:15:18:13
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