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Yo DJ Hi-Tek |
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Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog |
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Bring that next-level shit |
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Uh, yo, for real |
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That's what I'm talking about |
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Check it out |
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Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks |
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Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou |
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Jislaaik yo, yo, yo, yo, yo check out this hype flow |
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I go by the name of |
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N-I-N-J to the motherfuckin' A |
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Straining your brain like tv static |
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Check out the phunky 3D grafix |
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Rave visuals, enter my digital zone |
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As I recite a poem on the microphone |
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I'm scoping, 3rd eye strobing |
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Mind open, sweat streaming |
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Flesh gleaming, best feeling |
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High-energy peaking, deep meanings |
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Freak when I see things |
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Like this chick in a G-string |
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Can I touch you, friend? |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Yo pump it uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it |
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I think about you when I masturbate |
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You can't even believe it but that's okay |
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On the microphone I fascinate |
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When I let my third eye exaggerate |
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Freaky visions, I tell you what I see |
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Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves |
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You naked, lying on the pavement |
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People are standing round with laany shoes |
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You can hardly move, you look sexy |
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All of a sudden, the streets are empty |
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You stand up, open your eye-lids |
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You in a trench coat, it's french, you look stylish |
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You walk in the silence, not sure what the time is |
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It's totally twilight, the sky is violet |
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An abandoned house, look ahead you see |
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Some open the door, yes, it's me |
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With the meanest penis you ever seen |
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You on your period with no tampon |
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You kneel down and get with the vibe |
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Your period blood has crystallized |
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You offer me the red crystal, it's ill |
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Grab hold of the mic tight, tonight's the night |
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The vibe is live, pump up the base |
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I got tentacles coming out my face |
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I rise into the air, cut myself open |
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Warm blood pours down all round |
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I speak from the deep cut in between my thighs |
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You covered in blood rubbing your boobs, feeling nice |
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Rubbing your boobs, feeling nice |
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Rubbing your boobs, feeling nice |
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Rubbing your boobs, feeling nice |
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You covered in blood rubbing your boobs, feeling nice |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Yo pump it uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it |
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You open the door, step into the place |
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Look around, strange painting on the walls |
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A chick on the floor on all fours, totally nude |
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In high heels, the vibes ill |
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She's hand-cuffed, ankle cuffed, steel collar |
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With a long lease attached to the ceiling |
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The scene's appealing, revealing weird feelings |
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Make you forget about what you believing |
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Another chick chilling against the wall |
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Flashing her boobs, legs spread with a nice vagina |
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And a long stick, there's a nice big |
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Painting above her head, expensive |
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You check another chick on all fours |
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Chilling next to another chick lying on the floor |
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Legs spread in the middle of the corridor |
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Close shave, don't touch what you can't afford |
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The next-room's a bed room, you become two |
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What I mean is, you plus another you |
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You get down with yourself while I watch |
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Body buzzing like a bed of a billion bees |
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You kneel down in front of the other you |
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Time to learn something new |
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The one kneeling is a slave, kneel for the master |
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Feel the warm hand on the back of your head |
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You got a tattoo on the back of your neck |
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An infinity sign that represents your past |
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Your master touches you on your tattoo |
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And removes your tattoo, now you brand new |
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I'm proud of you, dear |
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There's nothing you not allowed to do here |
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Listen to me, the infinity tattoo is a key |
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Let go to my rhyme and open your mind |
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Let go to my rhyme and open your mind |
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Open your mind, open your mind |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Yo pump it, uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it |
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Lift up your dress, open up your legs |
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Your vaginas sewn up, untie the thread |
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My sublime rhyme inside your head |
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Your mind is rushing, vagina gushing |
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Another chick in the corner taking a piss |
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It looks nice, the whole vibe is totally kinky |
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Look around, the new room is fancy |
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Remove your fur coat, remove your panties |
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I'm rocking a suit and a black face mask |
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I ejaculate in champagne glass |
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Your precious flesh is so mysterious |
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Pierce your nipples with two long needles |
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Like a crucifix, take you to another level |
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While I get my freak on, the vibe is mental |
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Transcendental, we somewhere else now |
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Still rocking a mask but I've taken off my suit |
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You rocking a mask too, shaking your nice boobs |
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I tell you I like you, you feel my piel |
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We start french kissing with flippin' long tongues |
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We somewhere else now, you dressed conservative |
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I transform into a big black god |
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Feel the realness, my dick's lank hard |
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You can't believe it, a dick in your palm |
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As big as your arm, we somewhere else now |
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A hospital uh, get ready for the operation |
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Lot of guys chilling behind you |
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Blasts from the past |
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All rocking a mask, penises out |
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Drop your panties for the surgeon |
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I'm not a virgin, it's not a problem |
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Look in the mirror, you can see it's you |
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You got two nice boobs and a penis too |
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Look in the mirror, look in the mirror |
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Look in the mirror, you can see it's you |
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Look in the mirror, you can see it's you |
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You got two nice boobs and a penis too |
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Look in the mirror, look in the mirror |
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Look in the mirror, you can see it's you |
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Look in the mirror, you can see it's you |
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You got two nice boobs and a penis too |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Beat boy, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Hit that perfect, hit that perfect |
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Hit that perfect, beat boy |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Yo pump it, uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it |
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Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh |
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Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it |
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The men in the masks gather 'round the patient |
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Waiting in anticipation |
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The old surgeon says, "Can you see this? |
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A beautiful woman with a brand new penis" |
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You klap the surgeon, flip him right 'round |
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Bend him over, lift his white gown |
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Gryp the surgeon's milky butt-cheeks |
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Rape the surgeon, break the surgeon |
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Absorb you penis into your tummy |
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You a woman again, complete with a vagina |
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I'm flipping my rhyme uh, tripping your mind out |
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Ripping and vipping your pip, flip it inside-out |
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Now you the teacher, you the guide |
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The real you won't see you denied |
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You got crazy sex appeal, all tied up |
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Kneeling on the pavement, you can't say shit |
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Your mouth is gagged, you surrounded by |
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A thousand guys totally under your spell |
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They all totally scared of the power you hold |
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You can changed the rules of the game |
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And devour their souls |
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Now's the time, girl |
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Let's head back into the outside world |
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The world of others, it's time to go back |
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The doors are stuck shut |
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But the walls are beginning to crack |
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Uh, now the walls are bleeding |
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It's all deceiving, you soaking wet |
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With no regrets, feel your body sweat blood |
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Peel off your old skin, time to get love |
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You arrive at the cemetery in time for the ceremony |
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I give you a hot kiss, grab hold of your arse cheeks |
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How'd you like to get laid on this |
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Tomb stone in the middle of the rain forest |
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My gaze puts you in a dase, I'm loving your long tongue |
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Look at your beautiful face, covered in hot come |
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Spread my wings block out the sun |
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Lie on my back, scope out your bum |
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My penis stays hard, you breathing heavily |
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I penetrate you, the feeling's heavenly |
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Now bounce, girl, you know it's hot |
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Bounce, bounce, girl, like, oh my god |
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Totally freaky deaky phunky |
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Wa'e make you leave your body |
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Transport you to another dimension |
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You alone in the desert, totally nude |
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The silence is violent |
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You floating above the ground |
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Invisible energies penetrate |
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Every hole in your body while you levitate |
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You start coming apart, shape-shifting |
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Wild, out of control |
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Destructo, ghan odn ar |
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Dbir vahniss, dgug rgyud |
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Hgyur bzan, bhren sseh |
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Ehrsta sugam, satah |
