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mean shishkabob
Have a taste they were made fresh today

Try the rye or the kaiser or the wheat or the white
Maybe I can suggest an appetizer
Stay
East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who danced
East
To say the least

On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who
East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who danced
East
To say the least

On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who
East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who danced
East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who danced
East
To say the least

On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who
we'll meet at the Pump Room Ambassador East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid
East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who danced
East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free

Don't tell me sin is ramped and right
Think of that man who
And bitches on my dick like a human shish-ka-bob

HeyCB4 is fly
So grab them ankles, throw your in the sky

[Chorus]
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob 
Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids could starve 
You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so 
S*** I got
a shish-ka-bob
Out mingalin', heard that I blingy-bling, but I run the circus like ring-a-ling
I'm the king of things, and your man he a homo like jing-a-ling
like the blood shed 
In Curt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead 
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob 
Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids
bashed
In, you can't win, I'll stab you in the head wit
Shishkabob sticks, while watchin mob flicks
Nasty like armpits, when I be suckin of your Moms
bastard in a box logo casket
Rashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob Sagets
In some Kanye West glasses screaming out "fuck faggots"
Catch me in my
bastard in a box logo casket
Rashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob Sagets
In some Kanye West glasses screaming out "fuck faggots"
Catch me in my

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