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Err Spray
Little Peep Boo gonna give a ghost face sneak peek preview And the Casper Whine burgs ain’t gon like the skeleton keyhole truth We be thee former chain gang, (y’all know us) the Menace to Society butt pang Yeah, klan bruh ... we got the lynch spirit hanging broken limb tough Steal it seems, the Cottonmouth Man (with the head-cracking Cain) ain’t beat us down enough Spitting viper shade is the err spray that the head cracker love Hissing hate, forged link made, is the money play When push comes to shove Little Peep Boo ain’t trying to subliminally scare you So take a commercial break, if your moral bowels have to drop a few Just remember to press the refresh button When you spray the err Steal it won’t conscience clearly absolve you of the awful things you shackled allowed sphincter lips to enamel do do That’s the hard truth of it — Little spook me is gonna freely grin spit shine on some shuffling shoes Let the sunset crimson reflection of those mourning blue hues fall on pale faces that darkly spread bad news Lizard skin boots, wearing dandruff suits, are croc dropping flaky truth Spitting viper shade is the err spray making follycle souls uncouth Little Peep Boo ain’t sunburn afraid to nappy head bleating heart tell you: There’s a rug on fire, and it’s spreading to the roof Seems the err spray can of Medusa worms just wasn’t self-explode proof
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