Time was a luxury I can&# 39; t afford |
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Time was a luxury I can't afford
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I thought about saying &# 34; the cops&# 34; but this wasn&# 39; t... |
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I thought about saying "the cops" but this wasn't the time for bad jokes
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Somehow. I don&# 39; t think he was about to tell me I... |
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Somehow. I don't think he was about to tell me I won the lottery
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I was a dumb American in a place were dumb... |
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I was a dumb American in a place were dumb Americans, aren't مقبول
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There it was.. The soundtrack to my life |
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There it was..The soundtrack to my life
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Your walk.. WITH A LIMP!! |
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Your walk.. WITH A LIMP!!
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This kid. Good sense of humor. For new Jersey |
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This kid. Good sense of humor. For new Jersey
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Haven&# 39; t آپ figured it out, I DON&# 39; T SPEAK YOUR... |
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Haven't آپ figured it out, I DON'T SPEAK YOUR FUCKIN LANGUAGE!
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Happy, healthy, x cop? Give me break |
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Happy, healthy, x cop? Give me break
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Do آپ idiots ever speak for yourselves? |
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Do آپ idiots ever speak for yourselves?
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A drinker eats when he&# 39; s loaded. But a REAL drunk... |
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A drinker eats when he's loaded. But a REAL drunk eats when he's not
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I&# 39; ll take a bullet to the head then being burned... |
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I'll take a bullet to the head then being burned alive any دن
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What am I, the button pusher? |
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What am I, the button pusher?
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This town had مزید smoke and mirrors then a strip... |
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This town had مزید smoke and mirrors then a strip club dressing room
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For you? I&# 39; ll tell آپ what I got. I got a gun! |
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For you? I'll tell آپ what I got. I got a gun!
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I needed to get to my unhappy place |
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I needed to get to my unhappy place
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I might of written à book on bad ideas. But... |
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I might of written à book on bad ideas. But Passos wasn't afried to quote it
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Very funny. Haha. And yes that is a fake laugh,... |
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Very funny. Haha. And yes that is a fake laugh, آپ jerk
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Fuck off with the fuckin wisecracks |
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Fuck off with the fuckin wisecracks
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At least I&# 39; ll die being pain in the پچھواڑے, گدا |
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At least I'll die being pain in the پچھواڑے, گدا
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