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I'm ill I'm ill, I'm-I'm ill I'm ill, dale |
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Woke up in the party |
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Everybody looked like a Mark to me |
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Handful of parsley |
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Dressed to impress - partially |
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That's terrible - Barkley |
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I like my Perrier sparkly |
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I'm ill I'm ill, I'm-I'm ill like Don Chead |
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I'm so unpopulor |
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In a jumpsuit I rock velour |
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What you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic |
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F*ck I need pockets for |
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Everybody owes me - I'm a entrepreneur |
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things I have ever heard. |
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I ain't got no scruples |
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At no point in your rambling, |
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Ego the size of my pupils |
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incoherent response were you even close to anything |
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that could be considered a rational thought. |
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Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. |
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I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul. |
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Chead! |
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We on that Don Chead |
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I got my shoes on the wrong feet |
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Can you pass that chead |
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Ain't no limits - Master P |
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Let's go! |
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I'm ill I'm ill, I'm-I'm ill I'm ill, dale |
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I'm ill I'm ill, I'm-I'm ill like Don Chead |
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And may God have mercy on your soul. |
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Chead! |
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I'm ill I'm ill, I'm-I'm ill I'm ill, dale |
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I'm ill I'm ill, I'm-I'm ill like Don Chead |
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And may God have mercy on your soul. |
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Chead! |
