| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 94% | Fully I cut off your eyelids then, I make you face us on Nest as mass mow the knee cap with the rice, I pull out your tongue Cutting, slicing, tearing, ripping, fleshing, snatching, burning, breaking, cutting pain Life from now on will be torture, I piss on you in disdain | ▶️ |
| 90% | GET OFF THIS! | ▶️ |
| 96% | Rip off his flesh! | ▶️ |
| 90% | Jump off the harmonics | ▶️ |
| 97% | I step off the tree I'm walking down your street again Past your door I can't see your everything anymore It's here since you've been there And now you've disappeared somewhere I got a space You found something to praise | ▶️ |
| 93% | Hazing off | ▶️ |
| 91% | No more shines, Billy. What? I said no more shines. Maybe you were here by the way. You've been away a long time. They didn't go off there, pay. I don't shine shoes anymore. Relax. Read a quick letter. What's coming to you? I'm gonna break your balls a little bit. That's all. I'm only kidding with you. Sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding. You know, there's a lot of people around. I mean, I'm only kidding with you. I'm in a party. I mean, I just came home. I haven't seen you in a long time. And I'm breaking your balls and you're right where you're getting fucking fresh. I'm sorry. I don't know. I'm gonna offend you. I'm sorry. It's okay. I'll be right back. So... I'll go home and get your fucking shine box. | ▶️ |
| 97% | I see the lighting go off The retina! | ▶️ |
| 96% | Get it off! HOLD IT PUCKET! | ▶️ |
| 97% | Sound off like I've got a pair! | ▶️ |
