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hip hop claff? smut mop bath. you jerks have an unlimited amount of nerves to listen to a bunch of assholes rhyme. I fantasize about someone like Eminem dying. I'll be like "fuck that white jerk ass hole". can you imagine the white trash crying over his death? or Jay Z. "yeah, dat nigga was ok but made money". touched my soul. don't give a fuck/care about any of them. if they disappeared tomorrow it would not effect my world while shitting in a bed pan and jackin it on Viagra.
see, im not scared to step in the café and speak my mind. others are. they want too but, they scared. I say it and spray it. it's a foreverrebeccagotpepperedgreen thang.
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