How you wanna tag my style? I am so superior How you wanna hate a thing When you are so inferior? How you wanna mess... How you wanna mess my spotless interior? Oh, oh, lets just say You are not the destroyer Lets just say Du er ikke den som delegger fitta I got my bright girl near me Shes so much taller With a crisp endorsement From the C.C.A.A. Booty Patrol Shes so meta Reference Stendhal Shares my strange urge To smash a window in every house on our block Delinquent days are here again How you wanna tag my style? I am so superior How you wanna hate a thing When you are so inferior? How you wanna mess... How you wanna mess my spotless interior? Oh, oh, lets just say You are not the destroyer Lets just say Du er ikke den som delegger fitta I got my Georgie Fruit on Hes a dark mutation For my demented pastime Giving replicators somewhere to go But were authentic You can test my talons Against your cursive body The controller spheres have disappeared and it hurts Delinquent days are here again Its like to disappear forever But Im not afraid Theres two Gods for everyone One, two Gods for the beasts An hour dead Deflects our eggs on latitude 0, 1 degree, I trusted you No, dont explain Moving in clipped tempos, making Sad dreams of the flag appearing Crazy how the symbolism works Dont look at them
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