Bars
If you ask me JUMP! I will say better yet ask HOW HIGH?
Everybody's dreams reach for the sky sigh shift swift slick
sip slow sleek slur sick but not the ill type like big bark
cat call roll with the runs get batted in louie slug sever
self stats who's up next on deck that decal keep looking
up no pain in the after life then why we victims try more than
ball shut that one down just like trigga it get sticky icky
no lame lane but they can switch thew lacerations wish
how you get the back off of me I think I better stop drop
and roll why would you say I be on ......
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