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(Do that *************t) |
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[Aesop Rock] |
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Every couple summers, me and a couple hunters |
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Like to row in from the isle of astoni*************ng mother*******s |
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[Rob Sonic] |
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Machines cleaner than three marines mothers rooms |
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Came in peace but leaving with keys to your VW |
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[A] |
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Needle-nosed pliers and a paragon of level design |
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These are the weapons of bedeviling times |
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If the medicine chest temper like a towny come untethered |
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To a busker with a twenty minute "Downeaster Alexa" cover |
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[R] |
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I didn't start the fire but I plan to |
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Dance around it naked with pagans, leggings, and pan-flutes |
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Shampoo, hairspray, hustler friends |
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Eat *************t, die like it's just for men |
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[A] |
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Most illinest, toast the mutineer of the year |
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I'm a bum, my mother******g beard has a beard |
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[R] |
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Hot stepper, leper with measurements all wrong |
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I'm a beast, my mother******g dog got a dog |
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[A] |
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I'm sorry, deeper in the polygons |
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Radical brats compare teeth on the promenade |
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Mans worst friend, tragedy prone |
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Skirting a neverending exodus from Madame Tussauds |
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He's an immediate threat, speaking nefarious tongues |
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Reeking of variant faith, drinking that heresy punch |
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I play defender at the center for the never enough |
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You called it losing my way, I called it leveling up |
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[R] |
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Up up ante, Danny riding through the west wing |
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Big wheel bloody, fuzzy images of dead twins |
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Cuff links, button-up, sloppy coat, no hat |
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Satan's mother, twisted sister, brothers Grimm and ghost dad |
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Number six throwback, Mickey Mantle Upper Deck |
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Jackknife pegasus to basic ******* rubberneck |
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Pinky swear, bible belt, o-ring on his spider bite |
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Flat rate to the city if you iffy gypsies ride or die |
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[A] |
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Salt in his wounds (check) Rice in his stomach (check) |
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Price on his head (check) Lice in his mullet (check) |
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[R] |
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Head on a stake, feet gracing the ottoman |
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Sweaty bandanna, come meet the amazing Jonathan |
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[A] |
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Hi Jonathan, meet the amazing Hollow Man |
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Turn a snow globe into a lava lamp |
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Backyard, black marshmallows on his olive branch |
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Dressed up like an evil villain dressed up like a soccer dad |
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[R] |
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Mallon, we don't plan it |
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Skull tats, banshee bunk in a bone hammock |
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Drunk from its own damage, sell 'cuz it's well made |
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Ducks that are both sitting and standing at Hells gate |
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[A] |
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Girl, you smell great |
