PEARL BOMBCroak radio gives me the shakes. That's no surpriseCuz I can feel both barrels of your eyes. Understand what I'm sayin just like a hole beat red. You think I'm bine. You take a leg. You feel a nice teen tone bime-b-b-bye. Left dog. See big, boy, after your dirty little tee bits all in seein my meat. I took a team of you. Your bo-dy. For left-ov-er your sane.Green water like a sugarback I bet your bine. Read both bladder steps of foamy decline. Limbo. Lacky.Sucker. Yes her limbo baba's at home and they cry like half-dead dog bug.