Meducation

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Shots lick like lesbies til jaws blow like gillespie ...
I see whole bunch of presleys playing wit me for the Pressies ...
Dents nuh' catch me though no ginger in my recipe ...
Yet bread man impossible to dead me respect the ...
Order of the disorder offing the offspring of four fathers ...
In my oral oval office wit crosshairs on my gardener ...
I'm that green monster that don't quit til' I stomp ya ...
Rip through your roster turn your bitch pasta ...
Noodles though Nino G to take out your carter ...
After the belt like a broad clearly I already got her ...
So you loon tunes wit the coon goon gimmick ...
F**kin' wit the nerves of nuh's who really do live it ...
Ain't see me in awhile I'm probably in prison ...
Knowing that the cops was only jealous of my bitches ...
Oh well still killing you birds for duck tales ...
Where dudes switch to genders way beyond female ...
So I watch a he sell way before a She sell ...
Now that"s some dislexic retail like holy ain't the grail ...
Jack ass quicker from homees' who ain't real ...
Yep she a race car driver look @ the bitch peel ...
Like she sun-dried wit out sun rise ain't a surprise ...
Yet I guess son died so the patients fried ...
Due to deep shock cause she freestyled alot ...
And only got love when she finish coming off the top ....

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