| Probability | Text |
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| 95% | Same shit, different face, and back with the skinny's face You think this might be my day, don't delay, use some K and beam away like I next way The red light doesn't yellow into green, it's what's seen by the mean green alligator We're allowed to, you like to say, by the skinny instigator It ain't just a lie that gets too much frustration Cause the whole nation got a convolution While you get a rare cloth, right, you don't get for fuck Well you better drive the outer block cause the fans will knock you up | ▶️ |
| 98% | It was the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind. Ten years after the Earth-Menbari War, the Babylon Project was a dream given form. It's goal to prevent another war by creating a place where humans and aliens can work out their differences peacefully. It's a pool of gore, all the way from home for diplomats, hustlers out of the noise, and wanderers. Humans and aliens wrapped in two million five hundred thousand tons of spinning metal. Fall alone in the night. | ▶️ |
| 97% | It was the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind. Ten years after the Earth-Menbari War, the Babylon Project was a dream given form. It's goal to prevent another war by creating a place where humans and aliens can work out their differences peacefully. It's a pool of gore, all the way from home for diplomats, hustlers out of the noise, and wanderers. Humans and aliens wrapped in two million five hundred thousand tons of spinning metal. Fall alone in the night. | ▶️ |
| 96% | This act by a handful of fanatics will be regarded with contempt and disgust right the way around the world. | ▶️ |
