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should suffer. Things are bad enough, without the size of your organ adding even more misery to the TROUBLES OF THE WORLD!
Howard: Right on, right on!
enough
Already without the size
Of your organ adding even more
Misery to the troubles of
The world! If you are a
Lady with munchkin tit's
You can't console
police have focused many years on intense training of the glutinus libra until it has become an extremely fine-tuned organ the size of an avocado, so
you that’ll do just the trick
Bits of bloody churning gore
Pulsing pieces, so much more
You what to use them for
I'm your Organ Donor
All of these body
trendy blue jeans and my manhood was revealed
And her friend starting laughing at the size of my penis
She spread the word around high school and told
in color over time
Walk in my shoes for a minute, what’s your size?
I can’t cleanse what’s started rooting from the heart
Drugs killing organs but
I just want destruction
I'm a volcano and I got all my eruptions
Stab your organs till they rupture
I'm so cool can you please build a sculpture
I
of the body.
Changes in the size, shape, or structure of cells, tissues, or entire organs. Usually dysplasia is congenital, but may appear after birth or even
straight from the bin at the salvos
Thinks his tough but really he's just as big as Elmo
Used that size to throw Jayden off the stairs
Half that size was
Pick out your shoes and then check out the size
Call for a baggy I'll need about five
Imagine my wrist was dripped with ice
Yeah I'm up in a paradise
taught to run and hide
Never taught to stan a million dollars, that's a subtle size
Never taught to shuck and jive, never
I rhyme solo, incite pollo
had the perfect lil waist size A bra strap
Flat stomach by the way, keep her laced, we faded
In the driver's seat now point away to Vegas
Cheetah print,
creativity
And yearns for artistry
Desires passion
Outpours love
My heart
Feels everything
It is
Too forgiving
My heart
The most fragile organ
But yet
speaking clout or reroute
And keep your heaters out the pouch
Once you see what we're about no doubt
The organs make a nigga feel it in his organ
Honor
swordfightin'
I'm slicin' organs with songwritin', I dwarf giants
I hope I'm rubbin' you pussies wrong sort of like poor dykin'
I smoke philosophy, I snort
Yeah, Patek Philippe (yeah)
Different size diamonds and it's neat (yeah, yeah)
Wipe a nigga nose (yeah)
Fifty bitches with me like Floyd (yeah, yeah)
On a parkside bench besides the end of all the rest
There'll be drawings of hands all on the floor
And we're arguing over the size of your plans
Young man coming outta Duval too many styles what do y'all want
New chain icy like Kuzan big rock size of a foosball on it
Cuz I'm rich like a DuPont
on my mind
This LV is tie dye 9 bills my size
She's 5'5 size 4 heels 5
Big vibes tick ties ya zeit
I see Nuff mandem preeing
I ain't tryna lose her
on the bone
Grown to size by the poems
Coax the passions from the stone,
The chemistry of common life
Iron antlers fill the sky,
Metal organs fertilize,
my ride
But in the end they all died and I'm still alive
Now I cut, chop every organ that I got
And I hung myself twice and it still couldn't
a highrise
Dealin with shit like this you need five eyes, dinosaur size
These fuckin chi-chi's, have you covered with flies
Came in with two wiseguys, fuckin
Gimme coffee, king-size cup
Come on, kitty cat, fill her up
"What's your name, little buttercup?"
That's for me to know and you to make up
Love
in the cockpit
Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet
With mercury ion rockets
And a big ass "Canibus comin soon" poster on the side
.jpg/220px-King_Size!_(André_Previn_album).jpg "King Size")
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