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Meat Shits Meat Rabbit

fucking plague Here comes the geek pack... Acting like fags worship their band Wearing stupid clothes and hats These idiots make me sick Talking shit

in, scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats, to the meat eater sweeps sweet weak freaks, what up? grip clicker, smack the dummy box fix picture, stickle over shit

this I just spit a whole song and I didn't say shit I know you backpackers gon' love this I just spit a whole song and I didn't say shit I know the underground

in her mouth Bustin' nigs I like to digs dark meat Big booty but no cellulete I'll grab it stab it cause I gots to have dag nabbit Fuck it like rabbit

Aloha hoes its big joe on the intro My dick in your mouth its that simple Im violent j with a gang of dick For you and them rabbits you hangin with My

How could you rap for all 9 without failure? And I respond I was smoking in the trailer I'm a G, king of like the Benz wagon G Smoke rabbit meat, I be

job didn't you listen to the last round meat head pay attention, you're sayin the same shit that he said matter fact dogg heres a pencil go home write some shit

I want somebody now to come lay down with me I got that dirty South and girl I aim to please (Brooks) She tender like tender roni suck the meat

sucker right between the eyes lets get a cold one don love seats made from hides stock your smoke house full of meat pink and blue and yellow keychains made from rabbits