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so i let the nigga starve Nigga on Farve get to sending bullets make uh sucker fifty yard Rolling up streme like uh mother fucking log Hoop dreams till
stremes shall be my drinke, acorns schall be my fode, nothing may do me good, but when your bewty I do think, and all for love of one.
craft and false pretens Fautles without offens As of return no certen is And all for fere of one The ronning stremes shall be my drinke Acorns schall be
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