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Yo I pack much dick, with the cover made of steel hoe
No one remembers a slave without a master
Am I soulless, forever gone?
I need you to pin me down
he found a wrist and cut his meter
dit is die binnenlandse funk baby
a horn if want the style I posses,
Wolken schlagen Salti
Like your psychotic big brother, who left home
I don't want to be lonely tonight.
Quiero morirme, en tus labios desvanecer,
forse un po' pi+¦ maturo
(goin' down, come around, watch me when I hit the ground)
I'm to busy fucking, your 12 year old baby sitter
And suddenly you really fall to pieces
En la cordillera de los Andes
It's knowing who keeps their place in my heart
Buck 40, buy the extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit youTá