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Mad Flies

Fattened for slaughter. Unknowingly feasting on the Ground up brains of their kind. Cannibal Cattle Plague Carnivorous humans die!

Fattened for slaughter. Unknowingly feasting on the Ground up brains of their kind. Cannibal Cattle Plague Carnivorous humans die!

You know I need a super villain Just like Mad Scientist I just want batman alone I just want batman alone I just want batman alone I just want batman

, um, I'm takin', birthday cake an' (Oh) Chili and greasy old bacon Throw it all on top of the mess I been makin' Wife's so mad, she starts to shakin'

Dead, he tried to flee the scene before they hit 'em wit the left My grandma always said When it rains it pours So they're dying like flies Got me kinda

Realize we're all born to die So get the money nigga! I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand 'Til I met the man with mad hook-up, and

Realize we're all born to die So get the money nigga! I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand 'Til I met the man with mad hook-up, and

I be in the kitchen cookin chickens While she be washin dishes 150,000 in the attic Pager blowin up all night, my bitch never gave a nigga static I used to make her mad

room they new this kid was disturbed Mental hospital, they said I haven't lost it though You don't look that bad go ahead you're only half mad Open the