Hører pop som om
jeg ikke giver en fuck
this shit skal på repeat
beats like the streets
ripped like the sheats
ripped like your pussy
fly like a dike hijacking dikes
tight like the right flight tonight
to nights of heights brights like
high motherfucking kites
juicy and dripping like sprite
communicating pseudointellectually
like skype warped like mickey rourkes face, right
nazis screaming kikes to jews fucked on life
holocaulistic driving metabolism existensialism

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