| Ankle sock, ashy Achilles
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| Flatfeet knock looking for Billy
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| My voice switch, Uncle Quilly
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| Be in the can eating canned chili out the can
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| Canned laugh as he mash past Philly
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| Gas mask, how the gas so illy?
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| Hash got me like they might kill me
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| Noided, yes but yo they might really
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| Off the rack suit Hazmat, suitcase full of brass tacks
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| Job interview might coulda had a laugh track
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| Must’ve smelled a rat or the Gorilla Glue, cheap shoes
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| Either way Jack, the position’s nigga-proof
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| Necklace cobra tooth
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| Shell casings like bric-a-brac, otherwise place is like new
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| Winnie the Pooh half nude fingers in the honeypot
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| Not to be lewd, police sketch crude
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| River Styx booze cruise lose-lose
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| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
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| Three-quarter length jorts in court
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| Secondhand suicide vests
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| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced
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| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
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| Three-quarter length jorts in court
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| Secondhand suicide vests
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| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced
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| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
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| Three-quarter length jorts in court
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| Secondhand suicide vests
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| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced
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| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
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| Three-quarter length jorts in court
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| Secondhand suicide vests
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| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced
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| Guinea-Conakry warehouse full of tall tees
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| Triple XL Sean John jeans
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| Shrink-wrapped Diplomats double CDs
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| Art direction Sudanese
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| Every penny squeezed, African ebonies
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| Rich as bone marrow, margins narrow
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| Draped in Renaissance apparel
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| Last laughs stashed by the barrel
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| Last gasp of a Pharaoh
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| Blot the sun with arrows
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| Read weed leaves like Tarot
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| Beat the case, Charles Darrow, fire burn
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| Babylon brought marshmallow
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| Ras, your god is dead
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| Wings are ten feet of lead
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| Childhood friends foreboding and dread
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| Hell’s Gate under race car bed
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| Show and tell, young Will had Medusa’s head
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| Eyes rimmed red, hard day’s night
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| False skin shed by full moon’s light
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| Troglodyte cackle while he write, a pipe alight
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| Spittoon full of spite
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| Even whites admit he right, riding by on Citibikes
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| It was all a sight so he could say, «Psych»
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| A hundred missed calls
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| I’m onto y’all tryna co-ordinate drone strikes
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| No way
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| Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system. |
| 9−1-7−2-8.
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| Not answering
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| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
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| Three-quarter length jorts in court
|
| Secondhand suicide vests
|
| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced
|
| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
|
| Three-quarter length jorts in court
|
| Secondhand suicide vests
|
| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced
|
| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
|
| Three-quarter length jorts in court
|
| Secondhand suicide vests
|
| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced
|
| Wrinkled dress shirts at work
|
| Three-quarter length jorts in court
|
| Secondhand suicide vests
|
| Fresh bomb threats locally sourced |