I can smell your wicked rigor mortis a mile from the morgue. The scorn in your soul may tell you to humiliate your enemies. Have not you read the Art of War? Absent minded to the enduring, pouring your cup of damnation in the midst of my world. You gotta be out your monkey ass mind. No more will the look of Medusa seduce the predecessors and entrepreneurs. --Bizzy Bone
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