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Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that

It always sucks refolding the kind of map Needed when i get stuck where the sun don't shine the fact Is if i just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag

Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To

I know you're gonna play when you get wind I heard you're full of shit so i've been duped again But if you cover your ass with the same old song You

I'm going to africa yes ma'am i'm a brick waas president licoln okay? mitten There's a dog in the vent chicken necks? i pick ken griffey jr. i fell out

[Jimmy Pop:] Eminem's gotta cuss in his raps to sell records, well me too, so fuck Will Smith! [DJ Q-Ball:] That don't rhyme. [Jimmy Pop:] Drats. [

fin quando avremo un po? di vento nelle vene fino alla fine fino alla fine faremo il nostro tempo fino alla fine si va fino alla fine semineremo vento fino alla fine

Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that

I know you're gonna play me when you get wind I heard you're full of shit so I've been duped again But if you cover your ass with the same old song You