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All right, all you players and player haters, once again it's time for the "Sep Sev" show
Recorded live right in lovely snowy Minnesota
this is the game where we make the average a star.
Now, if you'll join me, let's it up for the host of the "Sep Sev" game show
right, here he is, Mr. Sep Sev...

YO, YO, YO, YO, YO, YO, the money, everyone on the floor drop
I want all the food in the bag, and I tryin' to hear that soar talk
Stole the dinner and freaked it to the
Flipped the screenplay, and made every love scene a
Sound recorded here in Minnesnowda
Tastes ambrosia
Disinfects pen
Yo, let's hold our breath and show your chest, if proud of it
And me back to safety if you see me falling out of it
Under a full moon, the color ?of is a mucous?
See your in the distance, the images
the way the clouds moved, it fucked with the lighting
Grabbed me by the thoughts and pulled me tight a kite string

All right, let's hear it for contestant one
What's your sir?
Yo, MC famous, the

Okay Mr. Anus Driller, you want to play the next for a new Lexus with matching socks?
Or air on the horny Miami video
or do you just want to take the phony looking fifty dollar bills and run with

Yo, I want the sex man, just give man, just, just let me touch 'em man!

Now what If I spent, my whole day ?, on getting bent, and now I can't my rent
Do I grab a crowbar to your back (Back door)
or hit up Super America for the drawer? (Fast forward)
I should be honest, cause even my conscience,
Knows the odds of up are equal to people waking up from sleeping,
Keeping me from kingdoms and bed time stories,
Used to me with, positioned in the orbit of my imagination
Small portion, even much, flustered by the drug fell in lust with the rush
Hush, maybe somewhere in it I a cynic,
but your sexy grin gets less attractive by the
The planets in my head now rotate around the
The substance, the bug shit, all in my
And I
Like I give a fuck if you grasp it
Resent the bitch that don't and it under the masses;
I asked, "Is right?" I answered, "Does it matter?"
I was glancing at how you fancy the passion,
How fast you scale the ladder to
I'd rather just than gather your junk
(Yo dog, you should blast punk)

Alright, this next our contestant is gonna have to slam
a bottle of expensive firewater, chase it with a forty of malt liquor
a blunt, load a gun and sell records to 14 year olds all over the country
And the first one of you fashion fantasy fucks to go platinum wins

what!?

Mr. Announcer, them what they'll win!

Well, win respect, lot's and lot's of props!

Pissed on the Asti Spumonte, kamekazi
Shoulda called mommy you saw me pull up in ?
The rest of you're life's a flashback I jump out that hatchback
Here's tape, give me my cash back
I'm on tracks, and that's that, in that's all you need
take some kind of lead, or fall to your knees and bleed
How's your
And how's rental running?
And how's the selling?
And the demo coming?
Me and my participants, be the reason why you and you bit your lips
Stick this in mouth to cleanse it
The fuckin' is too expensive
me want to end it (Repent kid)
My advice is from here on out you yellow boxers
That way when your bitch does your laundry, she tell her moms about the stains created
when I skated across that flat service you refer to as endowment
That content, that conscience, run to that ?