Ur lyrics are stale like blue cheese im alergic to u im a sneeze im colder than the cold wind blows when it snows and its 20 feet below ur lyrics are more plain than a ****in blueberry ur face is pretty scary too its weary like tom and jerry one looks at me and turns to spagetti ur water gun aint no match 4 my machetti u better get ready and go back to ur primary class therefore u better get gone before I pound ur gay ass
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