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| Man, Satan! You gotta calm down! Take a whif of this | |
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Oh no! Controlled Substance!
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| It's a joint brotha'! Go on! Take a puff! | |
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See kids? Never take drugs or you'll end up like Satan here.
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| I don't feel any different. I....Woooooah... | |
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| Heeeeeyy Sataaaaan....Feeeel the goooood viiiiiibes.... | |
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