Its nothing, No KFC, We love women, let em mature from chics to hens, so they can raise the kids. Don't worry about critics, most people are disconnected from their spirit, so u cant be made, Lyse because if your mad with the black sunglasses imagine how that would make me feel
I resurrect the Queen of Mean, and tell her dont worry about the taxes I payed that lost, Taxation without Representation, well not for the Hispanics? How much sense does that make, Call Me the Prince Of Mean, WIth a RudeGateway, My Dell broke what the hell, Relax, Breathe, its not YOGA, its who, OKay. I got venom, Call Me Deceptacon Cobra Commando Jefe, Grande Patron behind the Cola, Keep ya poster, I dont stab dudes in the back, Im cutting ya head off, cuz I got stabbed in the back and it made its way to my face
Im a man, but I can say this song made me cry. THought about my trials and then pictured the story of Jesus on A cross, what a lost, Don't know if I could come back with open arms, yeah i could forgive because we know they're ignorant, But my Fury wants to explode, iLL PROBABLY implode because the stakes is higher when it is revenge you seek, This world aint Kosher, Im getting my passport ready, tell Toby Keith he gotta problem come see the boys with them Rambo Toys, know threat keep the NRA, I got Vietcong Vets, and Pets lacking chromosomes, So jerky jerky keep em like that Hurty Hurty, look how they cut their eyes at you, Dixie Chicks, thank you for saying how I felt after so many years, I could not have put it any better
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