Porkbellies n Institution
Salute em or die, I said salute...
I can't be broke refuse any award of pork discipline, missileman look I think of your grave and start pissin then
See the letter of a unwed mother, off to fight a letter descended from a adventure.... call it a rough draft
Draftrights to draft right under the draft lights it's draft night and I want Detroit to trade...
spit first aid to heal AIDS
Citizen Kane to rebel Cain drink the same Juice that Omar made.
I can't be broke refuse any award of pork discipline, missileman look I think of your grave and start pissin then
See the letter of a unwed mother, off to fight a letter descended from a adventure.... call it a rough draft
Draftrights to draft right under the draft lights it's draft night and I want Detroit to trade...
spit first aid to heal AIDS
Citizen Kane to rebel Cain drink the same Juice that Omar made.
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