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the full court press We got the software, hard drive, CD-ROM We got the exploitation.com We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone The media,
crack its shell Three pills left of methaqualone And too many voicemails waiting on my phone But I know It's not your fault if someone dies 'cause even
none so don't even try Taking a loan will further cement you in sand and wash you away with the tide Methaqualone must have done shit to your brain why
Belfort takin methaqualone Got these demons so leave me alone Naw I ain't going out sad going out bad, get out my way I'm thumbing through these hundred
as tu parlé de nos styles J'tire le ballon la précision de Krusty (aii aii ) Methaqualone dans leurs estomac Sur la route dans la vie Faut s'accrocher
sober Sie nehmed Züg wege de Emotione Mir nehmed Züg nume so wil mer Lust hend Perky und Molly und Xanny und Oxy Valium Ritalin Methaqualone Mer gönd hüt
scared and fearful and don’t want to lose status in their society If you put on your resume that you liked drugging people with Methaqualone in hotel
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