the villain is out, the seats are way back, the floor pan is sparking off the tarmack, he don`t carry no gun, cos real men carry knuckles of steel.
Sick shit homie, lemme get a ride in that wagon.
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the villain is out, the seats are way back, the floor pan is sparking off the tarmack, he don`t carry no gun, cos real men carry knuckles of steel.
Sick shit homie, lemme get a ride in that wagon.
Solitary by nature.
Isolation is the gift.
Does anyone have courage to stand apart any more?
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