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Breaking her in like new Tims in a Take a culture of my culture and spawn a colony Like Teen Spirit'? Grab a shotgun and feed us My LP street, shaking up Columbine High cheerleaders
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I live in Long Island, with a of retards And illegal aliens that need green I'm a rap legend to little weird kids carve shit in their arms like I don't wanna live
I'm the original, dirty, white Rhymer Perverted writer We old men, you can't trust us See us popping your daughters in the back of school buses
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I'm so depressed, I'm doing for hours 'Cuz I realize I'm popular than what's happening now was are women in pits in my basement My trophy tits in a glass encased man
Like my sidekick Gary I'm still banging the Thai chicks Plus, I'm high, bitch, Eon rains, fuck it, E You a cold front that's seen on every vane I got a storm more perfect than Clooney y'all scary, y'all ain't even Goonies
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