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Magic Dirt These Drugs Are Really Starting To f..ck Me Over


Were you a taxi driver?
Or were you selling powder?
Were you just a man?
Or were you just a thing?
Why were you so weak,
Just for that one week?
Or did you just explode to leave me with a jigsaw piece?
Were you in the mafia?
Or a fat man in a band?
Were you a cocksucker with the shit in your hand?
Did you not know that the shit in your hand was a little girl in a
band, making much more dough than you ever will, you tosser.
Top yourself off?
Please don't do it, go talk to your friends,
Don't let them suffer through it
Mafia
Cocksucker
Tosser
Fat man
In a band
Your girl
Is outa hand
She's not
In demand
Mafia

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