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Scuba gear approach as all that were sitting,
A certain class of people unaware of I.T.S. committing,
I couldn’t snatch that with all my children exhumed,
Worthless foreman’s warning dissolving grime in the womb,
Today, My ppL at their best, from the repercussions to lock in,
U see this Motorola is how the plasma T.V. began,
The body is a very hard functional equipment to hold spice,
Food like at the buffet has many choices to go right,
As strong as I left, the constant tips to get high,
Really, really, who need a why’s wash when blasphemy is the mother’s child,
Sunny days, everybody loves film,
Battlefield of the mind, scuba gear killing them,
After the party, the chat island V.I.P.,
Relics of it now closed, the distance of U and me,
Blazing the saddles, a heroic effort involved,
What a beautiful day to do nothing or just wait for tomorrow to come,
I.T.S. been around when plenty had something to offer,
U can’t forget that down, Pun Kiss savage slaughter,
I.T.S. the foreman, his stress of the warning,
Then the look in her eyes, bored raw, elated, ruined to turn the corner,
Whatever happened to that brave field of crowds that were there,
To be continued, sharing shots I.T.S. less in the air.
