Okay anon so for our match I'm gonna accuse you of being a tranny, then you counter with boogeyman posting. We'll work the crowd for a bit with ratings talk. Booker says the match ends in with a janny run in getting us both banned but before that'll we'll pop the crowd by accusing each other of being Jewish, sound good?
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Summer of ’92, heat soaked the street Did he walk? Did he talk? Did he move discreet? Tallest man on the block, couldn’t fit in the frame Wrong turn, dark alley, never quite the same He stood pure like legends, never thought he’d fold But the night had plans and his luck ran cold
Years go by, now the rumors circulate Graffiti stories on a chain-link gate And there’s that summer, whispered uncontrolled In the margins of the block — yeah, his butt was sold
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His butt was sold Deshawn whipped out his pole Kevin took it in the butthole (Kevin took it in the butthole) His butt was sold Deshawn whipped out his pole Kevin took it in the butthole (Kevin took it in the butthole)
Whispers passed under flickering light While he’s thinkin’ “man, this don’t feel right” He was stiff, tried playin’ it cool Every step breakin’ a streetwise rule He was shakin’ in his steel-toed soles When the circle laughed and took control Somethin’ heavy had a hold that night When the alley closed in tight
Those long dark shadows, too bold to ignore Streetlight flickered — a figure exposed his pole The block leaned in, the moment took hold “Kek what a bitch,” yeah, the story was told
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Na, na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (4x)
Yeah now, listen It’s okay, he understands This ain’t no safe or friendly land He hopes that when the night’s unrolled He’ll laugh it off when stories get old Take the long way, yeah he will Never trust alleys, crates, or thrills One bad bend, pride overload Confidence bent, gravity bold
A part of him has just been ripped The pages from his mind are stripped Wolfie seethed from the corner, cold Oh no, he can’t deny it Oh yeah, the block’ll never drop it
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Na, na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (All right, all right, one, two, three, four) Na, na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (x3) His butt was sold DeShawn whipped out his pole Kevin took it in the butthole Kevin took it in the butthole
