00:00George said, I don't know what anybody thinks, the fact is nowadays, nobody thinks, no one forms an opinion, there's no like or dislike of anything, no judgment of your fellow kin,
00:26just hello ma'am, yo fam, and oh blah blah blah, it's conversational mutual masturbation, but it only works on these brave dead niggers, goodies are left out of this circle jerking, but goodies are who keeps the world working,
00:50not conceited, you're eventually a fleeting thought, you're dead to me, I am great, even though I'm dead to these pinheads,
01:03you have the slightest at once, then in me, and that's what's keeping you blinking, that's why you are existing, if you want to be good, do the empty greed,
01:20if you want to be fantastic, amplify it, I am the model to have in mind with, no matter what I hear say, there will be some queer gay, who resembles the devil I conjure,
01:40real take, so that leaves me escaping, I don't feel bad, I feel glad, it sounds crazy, it's real facts, I just want the rhyme to hurt you, with, this is my trade,
01:59and people only change, when they feel the blade, and you have a long way, before you are people again, but me, a perfect human being, I think I'm getting through, see, they're humoring, and it's not their humility,
02:21it's someone who kneels, before, what makes these seas, and chores sheen,
02:28disgusting being in the same room as you, and it feels worse yet, when there's two of you, stupid fools, be complacent, that's what I want, I'm in the basement, where I stock up, I got an armament,
02:48so with your mother a whore, and your father a cock cold, you must be a duckling, hire sucking the munchkin, that's okay, long as there's no contact made, but you can't make a way, when the air is making waves,
03:03I praise the public shooter, terrorists, so long as they only spread eclipse, and eaters of animal anguish, but who of them can tell, I know what they eat, so hell, send them all to hell, and let them then,
03:19kill the fires that the devil sets, each and every last one of their babies, reach out of the field, grab one of these babes here, feel the wrath of a major pain in the air,
03:31in the rear, in the rear, she'll send, one of those fudge packers, I'm from Chicago though, so, fuck the packers,
03:41but back to me, you would make a bland MC, while I'm the man, who rules the land, of these whack MCs, what's wrong, huh, dumb problem, dumb daughter, has a tool, to readjust your attitude,
03:57so chop chop, I'm the mechanic, and the maca rapper, who dares come pawn, test me now, get the bumble claw, head cut off,
04:10giving getting head from, wouldn't you like to know about her, get down and kiss the ground, that I walk on,
04:19all service robots, step up and suck the balls, of your highness, until the scrawldom gets stuck in your wind tight,
04:30lick my nuts up and down, till you don't know up from down, prepare to have your memory wiped clean, no longer there,
04:39get a new pair of screens, move, for this new CPU, now wipe me down, until the penis is, nice and clean, just, light and brown, and just, put on my gown,
04:54get a new pair of screens, if you want to get a new pair of screens, you can't wait with me, just, put on my gown,
05:11I see a new pair of screens, and I see a new pair of screens, the air of screens, where you live,
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