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Even Robots know the difference between whitebread and black people
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| Yo dawg, word to the mother G! | |
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| Quiet Fleshling, you aren't black. | |
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People would rather bang nails in their heads then listen to this, but then sometimes...
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| Where's the flava mah homie? | |
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| Shut up white boy, you aren't black | |
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The retard mating ritual begins
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| Yo yo yo, respect my street rep or I'll get my homies to beat you down Compton style | |
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| Yo' da real deal G, let's listen to mah Eminem CD and kick puppies | |
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