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Jam Baxter
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Hold tight the hangers, wet cement swimmers front crawlin through their manors, eye-stabbers neck-wringers skin-picking scammers, I watched them all sliding ladders from the sky meet your suicidal gooey-eyed attackers, the little wet brain splatters on the sheets, from the shoot-outs that reached between your ears as you sleep, got you shook, I love it when shit gets obese so you can slash a hole and let the fat trickle through the streets.
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