You don't even know the sequences to the Human-Gnome Project, you haven't come to terms with your God yet.
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It became a lucrative misconception, that movement in any direction is progression
Lethal like venomous snake bites the marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights
Every word I utter for hip hop lovers Will reflect forever like two mirrors facing each other.