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out, We drink the rum until its out them barrels
So what the fucks up, To my crew in the front row, We ain't never gunna fall off
Fuck no!, Fuck no!,
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...

("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")

...And he laid