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At ease mcs you can cease and decease, the season of your cheese, so am ceasing on the keys, I see son please seeking to appease am a beacon a breeze when am speaking on these, never speaking up keys but am stinking with cheese, love amnesia make me weak at the knees, but weaker than these nah am on my Samson steeze, Uncle Sam Sung so I phone police, the sirens on say an icon bereaved, let bygones be bygones fuck it get my eye gone, eye for an eye doesn’t matter who the hell won, suicide lyricist greatness got my eyes on, be it through the pylons I pile on in my song, truth no hiding place imagination canvassing, the inner depths sanity no lavishing no restriction ill be a Thomas Jefferson
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