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seems the French are signaling bangs are cut so right we made these tarts for you the forces here are marshaling cuffs are rolled so high we made
marshaling the generals, deploying the full squad Igniting all the senses to break on through the fog I'm going back to those humble streets Where gratitude
hoard Mind the curses and worse They won't be ignored And they feed on delay Cleaning house Marshaling every qualm Good time to sort through the values
be And what are we And now the starchild returns Put forth his will Detonation so silent Mankind unaware they've been killed Waiting, marshaling his
sitting] Address me as your honor I'm sponsored by god the father I'm marshaling all my followers And imparting only proverbs It looks easy when i do it In
do not play that shit I get off with the pole I don’t do no fuckin mix marshaling I send her the text like bitch what you doing Hit that wap from
at the glass Cut my face throw on the paint and laugh This ain't the first time it ain't the last I promise that psychotics back With a marshaling axe and a body
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