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The blue jay (Cyanocitta cristata) is a passerine bird in the family Corvidae, native to eastern North America. It lives in most of the eastern and central United States; some eastern populations may be migratory. Resident populations are also in Newfoundland, Canada; breeding populations are found across southern Canada. It breeds in both deciduous and coniferous forests, and is common in residential areas. Its coloration is predominantly blue, with a white chest and underparts, and a blue crest; it has a black, U-shaped collar around its neck and a black border behind the crest. Males and females are similar in size and plumage, and plumage does not vary throughout the year. Four subspecies have been recognized. The blue jay feeds mainly on seeds and nuts, … more »

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F*ck 100 bands, 100 Graham kill the beat then rewind it
Turn it all to gold, you know that's a fact
Midas touch when ya boy go up to bat
Always hit a homer, zero strikes, all day
I'm better when I'm lit, I guess you can call me flambe
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When I blow the f*ck up, ya gonna see what I mean
You can never really win until you've seen defeat
Fried out my mind, in the mile high club with the pilot
F*ck 100 bands, 100 Graham kill the beat then rewind it
Turn it all to gold, you know that's a fact
Midas touch when ya boy go up to bat
Always hit a homer, zero strikes, all day
I'm better when I'm lit, I guess you can call me flambe
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Fried out my mind, in the mile high club with the pilot
F*ck 100 bands, 100 Graham kill the beat then rewind it
Turn it all to gold, you know that's a fact
Midas touch when ya boy go up to bat
Always hit a homer, zero strikes, all day
I'm better when I'm lit, I guess you can call me flambe, bitch

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