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fredag 19 juni 2009

,soon i'll be

and if that mocking bird don't sing,
and that ring don't shine,
i'ma break that birdies neck,
i'll go back to the jeweler,
who sold it to ya,
and make him eat every karat,
don't fuck with dat,

kl. 01:19

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