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I smell like works done

Brutal popuri training of poodle boy
Arm candy apartment soldiers
For hire by debt laden service sector chicks

Oh yeah you gonna catch an economic
Move on those oppressed Maneuver manuals you call a career
Exploiting slave labor of people's
You caught crawling into the mortgage collapse negotiate me a bank account move

You get your man 2 steps close to my feral tea he choke on work
From the ole factory

And his lady reps from pharma college with a pandemic mask insurance underwriter

That not a laborer,  that's the fraud still,  same savings and loan busters


since I seent you
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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