Vocal cords split under pressure
You know what the fuck? What the fuck are you saying?
Crack! Flung down the stairs in a hurry
Take that money 'cause you know what you know
"I sat on your fucking face
And you take my goddamn dependent fuck!"
Ear of corn shatters the glass to bigots
Shove that vegetation up your ass
"My husband! It all happened so fast!"
She took all that shit and now his face is smashed
Finally liberated from that fuckity shitface fuck
Run to the hills! Fuck this shit I'm fucking done!
"What hast thou done, ye vile thing?"
Gavelman yells in his high bitchoscity
"Four times! I've done it four times!
Smashed that fucker's face like a tomato!"
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