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Yeah. I love sucking on Uncle Sam's teet.
Honestly, the only time I stroke the eagle is when I go to the DMV because they shuttle me to the front of the line. That level of convenience easily slips by my conscience!
But just wait until I get out. I'm going to claim so much disability it'll make you sick.
Also: Hey from louissiana. I borrowed a G3 phone to check the Parodies, but it looks like there's nothing new.
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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