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ayo! quick quick fake pullin' out the peg make it look to rake no time to beg is time for u taste the butter ma about to murder your ass gutter freak am gonna jog u, on your balls and will feel the purse on prick stand out, lose out , or land up u deserve, nd will reserve still in thumb, but clump pad am sorry Dad if u ain't happy u felt crampy, am sorry long live the king and shall called the Lord of the rings I will smash your enemies like a beast and eat them like a feast legend never die I promise to keep your legacy real