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Wham, bam What's up? Whatcha got? Can ya hang with me? I've got ten on the fact that you couldn't even bang with me. I've got words to spit; I've got games to play, I've got a one-up on you, much to your dismay. If you stick with me it'll be all gravy; boat sinks and the turkey is gone. Dumb- bell falls and his whole ideal is done. Pen breaks bread and it is settled for once you've done it you will never go back- wards step into oblivion. Oblivious to what it all means, Step forward in thought into my dream machine.

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