THAT FEELING YOU GET WHEN YOU TAKE 3 BONG RIPS LIKE NAPALM AND SELL $8K OF GROOVE JUNGLE AKA HARDWOOD FLOORING, NEVER-MY-BRO CHILLS TO THE SIDE WITH THE TACO DIP MADE PREVIOUSLY FROM CANS, A POVERTY DINNER TO YOUR SOBER-AS-POSSIBLE MINDS EYE. THE OUTSIDE SALESMAN CHILLS IN THE BACK WITH THE CASH-CASH-CASH, A COMMISSION MISSLE SET ON HIS QUOTA, THE NEG BOTTOM BRINGS IT ALL BACK HOME WITH THE NEEDLE DEEP NEEDLE DE DEEP, A PSYCIC SECRET THOUGHT ABOUT BEING CHARGED UP BY A POS LOAD, HIDDEN IN THE TROLL PASTURE, BLOWING OPEN YOUR TRONZ CHAKRA

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He was the best trumpet player in the whole of China. He is the top-ranked player and speakers all orphans look for him. When I was a young boy, I'll play the trumpet every day, because I want to be like him. I played for years, and finally one day I approached his skill level. I love this song, and play it more than 5,000 times. My family has been denied, because I love this song for me. "You hurt my ears, stop," they say, but I never did. I'll keep playing trumpet introduction, until my lips and ears bleed. I became fluent in Chinese, so I can sing this song. I put this song down to my kids and my man anthem. This is my power of song. I did the Rocky series, replace "flies now," the song editing. I have to overdubbed every war movie theater this song. My grandfather's funeral played this song. I explode this song, because I drive through the bad parts of the town, it makes even the most difficult criminals to give up their weapons, hugging each other gestures of peace.

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