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HOLY SHIT!!
Someone sent me a Friday Night Posse song back in the AG days, and it was the biggest fuckin cheese ever. It ripped off of some famous trance song (airwave I think) and threw in some cheesy ass vocals and added some more cheese, basically, it was the cheesiest cheese that ever cheesed cheesy cheese.
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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
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