You're out of luck, you're singing funeral songs
To the studs, they're anabolic and bronze
They seem to strut in their millennial fogs
'Til they fall »
Tropicalia In a Bossa Nova Mood
by Beck
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hij hield toch echt z'n anabole arm ervoor Even dacht ik aan een flauwe slechte grap Ik vroeg om uitleg maar hij siste â??en nou rapâ??
Macht, macht, »
De Portier (Blij Dat Ie Blaffen Kan) Sinema
by Heideroosjes
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Smut like anabolic beer meth hydrolix Alex frolics; hangin upside down Ordained til my rhyme ninja bleeds through my face of war paint So if you see me »
That Smut Porn Again
by Smut Peddlers
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