Croak radio gives me the shakes
That's no surprise
'Cuz I can feel both barrels of your eyes
Understand what I'm sayin'
Just like a hole beat red
You think I'm bine
You take a leg
You feel a nice teen tone bine, bye
Left dog
See big boy, after
Your dirty little tee bits, all in seein' my meat
I took a team of you, your body
For left-over, you're sane
Green water like a sugar back, I bet your bine
Read both bladder steps of foamy decline
Limbo, lacky, sucker
Yes, her limbo baba's at home
And they cry like half-dead dog bug
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