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The Blissful Tournament
My arm is hurting four no rezun
My leg is limping four no rezun
Mon, this shyt going to get tiet
Feeling like a grizzlee taken a byte
West Side, motherfecking East Side, not a North Side sure as hell ain't a frigging South Side.
Fool, my bruv, brought a flux capasitor, he reckonz he going time travelling, like the white boy from 'back to the future', no not that one, the one with grey hair.
My mule don't like people laughing, gets the crazy idea your laughing at him, so if you just apologise like I know your going to, I might convince him, that you really didn't mean it.
Monz who nad a hot dawg? P'leese boom crab ass! Mayne Capow Bowos. Coffee with a lemon pee'yel, man you ain't no Fred Willamson.
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