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My name's beezle, I come out of yo ass in the color of hazel, I'm mean, like a porno queen, plastic axe from the back, while I have a heart attack, on weed. Proceed? To the next rehab in the 'field? Shall I yield? Gettin' clowned on the Pit cause I don't know shit; oh wait, that's me, a brown floater in the hopper, i'm a real heart stopper, oh yea. Like that? Corpse paint will make you faint while I'm suckin on your taint |
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