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(Yeah, Uh) Wake up, 70 seconds until ima blow 70 seconds until I'm up in it and I'm gonna, I'm gonna Said she been out on the road Don't like how I'm
give her a second chance But that'll be the seventy-second time in advance Look up, look down Gotta get to the ground Look up, look down Watch the whole
beyond our walls could end That it could change us for the better, then we'd truly be the best Only seventy seconds, seconds 'til we blow ourselves away
happiness, microwave meal for one Nought to depressed in seventy seconds I keep my distance, watch the world behind a pane of glass Broken transmissions,
to have her listen, 70 seconds reminiscin, ninety-six street barbers start ? and ima about to do my thang chorus i can't wait till we don't have to worry
Wake up the California sun is shining on me Seventy seconds of peace until I'm lying because she Knows where I've been and I just can't pretend that
shades of green Looking for another, looking for a best friend Looking for a lover, looking for a best friend Seventy-two seconds, thirty times the size
my energy try that shit gone make you my enemy dog with no bite i gone snort you like ketamine lines kill you like beetle no let it be 70 seconds that
Hello This is Sconi I'd like to thank you for listening And I hope you enjoy Approximate arrival time: 70 seconds The gates are open Take one step
not! Badmath, badmath, badmath Seventy seconds, of sex Badmath, badmath, badmath Forty nine hours, of sex Badmath, badmath, badmath Straight white male,
go slow when she tryn back it in Girl throw it back Aint gotta go home Girl this your castle The corner store Seventy-second getting loaded Might break
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one weapon The shooter was unthreatened, seventy-one seconds So many unanswered questions, I see reflections of myself I feel like in fatherhood we
accused my brother Of shameless rape, wasn’t she from a brodel? She was naked like in the seventies Elizabeth second with the Anarchy I’ll leave you in
Nineteen hundred seventy three My second cousin Calvin and me We loaded down his old blue green Corvair And headed for the State Fair Was mid
hits, Get in the way then you're flattened Like a 70 story building seconds away from collapsing You're bout to get squashed And just tossed,pissed
Every 1.3 seconds Seventy five% of rape victims know their attacker And seventy one% of rapes are planned beforehand So with a one eighty seven
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