| Probability | Text |
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| 96% | And like the boomerang, I come back right on track. And don't hang around like a picture by attack. | ▶️ |
| 97% | Move again. We have problems. He appears to be where I hate you, Claire. Move your hands. Hang on. Please enforce or... | ▶️ |
| 94% | No, no, I shouldn't play ballon. I'll hang an hat on the straight down with you, so please, I wish you should've gone. | ▶️ |
| 91% | Nabisco, Crisco, Tabasco, Fiasco, Francisco, San, Faz is a disco man with a pistol hang containing nothing but air. Keep it like that, keep it right there. Peace to the midgets and peace to all them guys, yeah. Peace to the diplomats and to ship full at the sky, share the wealth, you've been dealt. Or else be the mean one, you can be the dirty daughter, watch her become the clean son. Fiend on my IDs, fiend on my SBNs, fiend on my girlfriend, fiend upon the blessing, then the outtakes, session, then the cupcake crumbs. They had a promise versus any update, but... | ▶️ |
| 96% | Losing me, half the master, half the quas for fucking me Me chasing out on all five of the ghosts I can't think, think of how the master say How to start making the three of us hang far Hang far, and I was hanging far Love to me, they were the problem of the same If I could go to all day seeing me cry Fawning in the causes, get a rose from the forces There's glass in my department for the puns I wanna make them think of shoes and posits And fuck them and make real fun Nobody sing a fuck when you sing before Get enough heart to breathe Leave to me, for the son to peace | ▶️ |
| 100% | Hang on tight sweetheart, baby's taking you for a ride. | ▶️ |
