00:00Six feet deep where they left us were dead and I dug myself out the mud with my knuckles on the floor like a butterfly
00:13Sting like a killer bee, killer bee fuel from them fools is who kill us yet I'd rather be in hell or being reckless with my special
00:21Bet you bet you bet you bet you all I see your purdy face I be shining with my purdy eyes and smiling in these things
00:27This is not about my mouth to move the mouth them quick
00:29Sw ros alltid my gun when I tell the children I recognize that the children are full!
00:49I don't want to go on
00:51I don't want to go on
00:53I don't want to go on
01:19I don't want to go on
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