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puppets, so pretty on strings Turn to see what I bring I do it for myself In death, I found life From death, I breathe life In my arboreous theater They all
with variance We kill our own like big brotha Notorious A bunch uh monkies flinging shit to keep livin arboreous The differences of us verses them Nothin
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