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MEGA X SHIT CIRCUIT - MAXIMUM SHITPOSTING 98000k (NSFW)
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it was supposed to snake around with the single carps on both sides alternating
edit: ah, using [code] instead of < pre > fixed that
WHY WOULD I CARE WHAT IS TRENDING
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Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin tell
It don't make sense, goin to heaven with the goodie goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
God'll probably have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin all day, no gettin my dick licked
Hangin with the goodie goodies, loungin in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin to my mother, even stealin out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wish she got a fuckin abortion
She don't even love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin on her chest just to stop my fuckin hunger
I wonder, if I died, would tears come to her eyes
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My baby mother's eight months, my little sister's two
Who's to blame for both of them
I swear to god I wanna just slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit
And squeeze until the bed's completely red
I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin Buddha head
The stress is buildin up, I can't, I can't believe
Suicide's on my fuckin mind, I wanna leave
I swear to god I feel like death is fuckin callin me
Naw, you wouldn't understand
You see, it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack
Except when I cross over there ain't no comin back
Should I die on the train track like Ramo in Beat Street
People at the funeral frontin like they miss me
My baby momma kiss me but she glad I'm gone
She know me and her sister had somethin goin on
I reach my peak, I can't speak
Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak
I'm sick of niggas lyin, I'm sick of bitches hawkin
As a matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle you run
Stripped of
Your life's worth
Human mice, for the Angel of Death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race
Surgery, with no anesthesia
Feel the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death
Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
'Til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of the mutants he's creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid Angel of Death
Flying free
Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death
Angel of Death!
ah, today is a day off for you! but not for me
For every thing that lives is Holy.
Some sex on the phone, I need it so
Okay, I do what you say
Come on
Baby, this is number one and we'll have a lot of fun
Baby, this is number two and I'll tell you what to do
Baby, this is number three, feel my hand up on your knee
Baby, baby, just relax, next we'll give you tons of sex!
Sex on the phone, I'm so alone
Some sex on the phone, I need it so
Okay, I do what you say
Come on
And gimme sex on the phone so I can feel
Your sex on the phone is really real
Your touch, I want it so much, I want
Sex on the phone
Just make me fly
Just make me cry
Just make me cum and get me high
*moan*
*moan*
Baby, this is number four, don't just lie down on the floor
Baby, this is number five, make your fingers come alive
Baby, this is number six and I know you know the tricks
I don't want you to get perplexed, just enjoy this telephone sex!
Sex on the phone, I'm so alone
Some sex on the phone, I need it so
Okay, I do what you say
Come on
And gimme sex on the phone so I can feel
Your sex on the phone is really real
Your touch, I want it so much, I want
Sex on the phone
Just make me fly
Just make me cry
Just make me cum and get me high
Sex on the phone, I'm so alone
Some sex on the phone, I need it so
Okay, I do what you say
Mi mi mi sexy me
2. don't throw souls
3. don't sexualize the orange juices
4. don't anger the cucumber