| Probability | Text |
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| 65% | I'm thinking I'm speaking for the whole gender call man Just pull the skin back and forth and hit it to a fantasy No sex with five bombs at one time or more This rhyme is to mate and mate They are making of the awakened, the masturbation blues No faking or breaking for the late nights to the awaken If you're so ugly or lazy, you don't get a dip Just touch your own dick or clit again, again and again All day and day, every damn day, you know what I'm saying Jerk up an Italian representative for the whole VD saga And they told, masturbation blues karma Grab your dick, tip, slick, not like the rick, thick Natalia mustn't hurt, glitch, remember what we said Vocal slang, now get loose on the mic for the crash, boom bang This masturbation blues slang, get taken to words that got out of the horny nerd | ▶️ |
| 63% | Hit it, now! | ▶️ |
| 70% | Now I'm tired of all those lame-ass, team-ass, prefabricated sorry excuses for singers and musicians. What if you write their own songs? What the world needs now is a musical revolution. We need some rock! We need something that has balls! We need something with substance, depth, something with soul, some edge, some passion, some power! Shit, if it's gonna be mellow, fuck man, it better have something, it better mean something! I'm telling you, you gotta hit them with something hard. You gotta stick them with something limp! Exist, milky, I'm so fucking tired of the shit that I'm hearing on the radio! Radio sucks! The same fucking songs over and over again! | ▶️ |
