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out of sight! Pantaloons and tunics! Courtesans and eunuchs! Funerals and chases! Baritones and basses! Panderers! Philanderers! Cupidity!
the pimp of all panderers GQ, Johnny Presley, fuckin up the elegances So many hookers on your schedule Slammin Cadillac doors and mackin whores
Fantasima" The village larks cannot be heard Cause all the crows got panderers I can't escape these velvet drapes, Don't want my rings to fall off my
demons and asps They're made so by cowards, hypocrites, and panderers When the dumb lead the blind, and the blind raise the young It falls on those with
to distract from the dread Amateur panderer workin' the system from within the designated parameters Not for lack of thinking about it, but I never could be no
the camera! Damage panderers and haunt you like the last Indiana! Cut! Gimme a Tylenol. Stop rhyming, y'all! Alfred, you got no style, dog. I'm the king
as a prize-winning Passivism panderer so scan the verse Maybe I’m just rapping for a lack of words We’re testing boundaries Found curiosity can’t kill Until the purse
Hans Panderer, Cash overflow, gode manerer God damn, god damn Det smeller ikveld (Ååh ååh) Ha ha Er en fet jævla dude Ja, ha Er en sjef på min skul Ja
a server loves the priest Like a whore needs the panderer Like a prisoner needs the guard And I die from your poison From your poison Yes I die from your
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