how cats gonna rap about asscrack stashes and assplugs?
I thunderclap fashion thugs
my havoc has valleys black with blood
muzzle flashes as fast as slugs
bastards lack a mother's love
and you slackers nap, backs plastered with mud
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weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
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