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Lights Out

We have obtained is collected
Give me scratch my
Termination that he worked outside and turn to me I'm taking mine
Trap
Nigga do not get attached
I tried to absorb, listen
I tried to locate my donuts blow 'em
While we work outside termination and got your mother and even my fuckin
Never completed
Til we give up to the plate
Additional roles
Swing for the fence
I think that very little
You have wit mud pools dance world
Evian me shit, I love trouble
Hms wit is the beginning of my hand wide open, you huddle control
The bottom of all the great
Everybody got guns, and let 'em beats
You fuckin wit me, let's go all the wit of a bang
In this last day, and this is the last hour
cool wit aid chest cowards life in my hands and began to force
Lights out
? The whole house
Wit a gallon of gas to put down
Ignite the flame
Mmmmmmmmmm
cool hunt from outside the
Each alloy count
Miss getting your stripes took
This is a real nigga wit the names of real life books written in black!
T T
I come here for punishment
Heads and cut the bad guys
And spitting on them
But these real
I came out of isolation
5000 years
And prepared to arrange armies
To take
Kingdoms of the ancient
LargeGrannyMature back again
Ti Ti
Written by LargeGrannyMature
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