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At The Drive In In Casino Out

Cut and paste were you sitting down on the beaded impotence of new orleans? a hint of suspense when that telephone rings this is forever it paved a wave

They say that thirteen is just a number a double agent funded in the secret of the hive and the workers and their lives all sweet and honeycombed a hunger

Nothing ever changes except scenery rearrangements in the affectionate hands of horsepower assault best keep your pants on, boy behind the armor of fault

Pet sounds filling pet peeve void's black and white tv with the sound turned down is it mono or stereo? lending aneurysm satisfaction in the fruitless

Well it's hit or miss Upon the gate walls Are the guards asleep? Bayonets and all And the search light is coming We built this tunnel We shovel with

smoke after Catch you at your show, snatch ya Empty out the dough faster Bentley off the scene, magnum Mo' splasher Four-packer, Southside nigga spittin' coke at

your corner and flex the nine You must be out of your mind A real Blood will put you out of your mind So stay the fuck up out of my hood Or my niggas

?" Girl thats Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire 17 inch momos black magic on his tires Crushed out stoned, plushed out homes, cellular phones And

then some I always see them at the casino bossing and smebbing Surrounded by a whole bunch of people placing they bet and Sitting at the gambling table