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I shoot once, or twice,
Then they roll the dice
it land on snake eyes
Crawling there are mice
I know that I win
Once I see the crows
they're called black birds
When they fly, everybody knows
Their's been a death, a crime,
You lose, you find
sumthing else,
and soon'll be your time
For the reaper to grind
your bones with his scythe
The last thing you see in life
I know that you wanna by,
Well, it won't work if you try. twisted twisted twisted twisted twisted twisted ninja ninja ninja
 Rich Boi12 · Sat Oct 07, 2006 @ 07:38pm · 0 Comments |
