there is a lot of noise in here.. tin ti ding.. beat beat beat;
i can feel the heat.. a slice of meat;
huhh... a slaughter fleet..
i see myself between chicks of smoke rings..
they seem to settle me tight! !
dont know the exact trait..
yet, its classicszz unlleashed..! !
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