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Yo that shit is dead I heard your birds called the hearse

Rolled up in a meat wagon, I was prepared for the worst

the pugilist

Terrifyingly unable to withstand creaking under

top-heavy

to cut him off like a handjob from Edward Scissorhands

Colder than a dead gynecologist

Atrophy diseminated

Pouring gas on yourself, as I held the matches

Leaves fall like all of y’all

Winter’s cold, summers not and you’re not

There’s two types of hell

Doesn’t mean nothing to me

merchandising

Be as cool as you can be

European exclusivity

Reactionary

forgive and forget in two months

Because they got nothing else to rhyme about

The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed

The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed

The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed

The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed

And it is known by every psychologist that the next step in the progression OK,

but we’re 40% of the black population now. We’re not going to take it.

We’re not going to take sitting in rotten parks and in places that just aren’t

fit for living. We’re not going to take it. There’s a limit to a man’s patience

and everyone knows that. What we’re asking for is humanity! We’re asking to be

allowed to live like human beings. How can you tell me that it’s too much to

ask to be a human being?

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