80S Bastard Lyrics
Think of a number, divide it by 1. What you have there
Buddy is the identity property of multiplication. Open the
Box. Tear off its lid. I can tell by the look in your eyes that
The present you got, was big. There's a king on his ting
With his stuff torn out. There a Tri- Lam looking for someone
To go out. I don't want your. Mola Ram! I don't want you Mola
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Ram. What about the voice of Atom G.? How did it get so high?
I wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy. I'm him and I does
Well then buddy, you're my face checking, fact fucking cuz
