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They rape what we love. These kids, they have no clue where their cash is going to. Ill sit back, Ill have the last of laughs, Ill rape the thing they love. They rape what we love. Bright lights. Fifteen mics. Process-fee whats ours away. No stage is the only stage for me. No stage is the only stage for me. No stage is the only stage for me. No stage is the only stage for me. Eat my shit.
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