You're listening to a culture vulture under the MK, sucker!
While I'm sat here chilling and playing a game of Contra,
In for a rude awakening or continuing to be an asshole pucker?
Prophecies are bringing grown men down to their knees.
Does the G stand for gangster, God or geometry?
Spotted the secret handshake, no longer fooling me.
All put on the world's stage in front of us for a reason,
How long will it be lasting? - Satan's short season.
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Author:
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- Published: February 19th, 2025 09:43
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