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| I'm so unabashed about my progeny, I'm savin' all my blood-stained towels for posterity. | |
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| Big ball-rider, Valium Mire, Too Close To Admire, Michelin Tire- Beat Down! I say, Beat Down! | |
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| And the Beat goes Whicka-Whicka-Whick-Whomp!... Hmm, still needs a bit of polish, but I think it's shaping itself into Rap Gold. | |
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