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A Picnic of 51 Ideas

Four hours till the drop time is standing still As I mentally prepare myself gotta watch for the cops I hear the spirit still Baby we could be like the fox and the hound Because let's be honest it's no fun playing with yourself Baby no hard feelings I wish you well I ain't got a red hand to be caught Let me fly or give me death Feel the ripples echo through your heart Hia-chop! I caught you through trickery Initially, your heart beats on this side of the mysterious Positionally, the Lord still Loves me uncoditionally Cherry Terror Blanco Vendetta I evolve Orange Cinderella As planets revolve Djins suffer disadvantages I'm an Apache man You better study close the dynamics involved I'm bigger than ballistic test in a field exam I come in Cannons! I'm facing giants, demons the size of dinosaurs there goes a T-Rex and a Terror Taurus And I'm the asteroid headed for their ass Welcome to my paradigm As I take you on a stroll through paradise Where survival is a picnic of 51 ideas I was thinking maybe we could get our heads together on some night Because 2 swords are better than 1 Don't you think that is right?

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