That's the only way you're able to store your genetic information
In between two pillars of light and carbon picture a record spinning with your dad's black face all up in the whirlwind making you a person, a sound a wedge of noun / Amun / a few minutes of leverage in a dark room and the man could make anything scream with rhythm : light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light carbon light Atkin's ass kinless niggas
plotting your destruction
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dark in the carburetor bard in the flame be our sun
