Wednesday, August 5, 2009

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Damn, money, money, money money, Money! Got to have it! Oh yeah, they be pimpin. Pushing awe those pieces across the board of conquest. Awe the chattel say's, what proof did they have the media was lower than the Enquire and the Post! What were they supposed to do? That's why I say. Don't you worry your pretty lil head. Daddy's got this one!
Stop that grinin and drop that linen. Suck my nuts and start that sinnin. Cause things are starting to look familiar. Smell the heir! Thick, loaded with deceptive nuances. The passive temperature increase has the prey blanched. The docile will roll over and cry. Yep, the plight is just around the corner. Damn, n.w.o. got the drop on U.S. We're sorry sir's we didn't mean to offend you!
Please take my wife, please. Boom...
Sew, whatever you do, don't change much of anything until jacki gleason sings!
The n.w.o. has implemented operation (Auschwitz on hour m-asses) mind fuck them into submission. Here oui are awe dressed up and knows where to grows! They're coming at U.S. on awe fonts from flu to one flew. Can't give any credit to anybody's heads up! Shits here!

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