| Probability | Text |
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| 97% | And the gen is bumping, look at the crowd is jumping! | ▶️ |
| 98% | CUNY GUYS AHEAD ON THE FIRST PLACE Again he tries to win the race Cuz that's what his job is But the purpose, the auto one at the top Is to green guy with the big mouth And back on the girls thigh Joins CUNY in a fight Cuz he might be right Then I spell a dynamite To become a man in first place He attacks CUNY if he race Shoot your phone, what is gonna Set some rhymes for the purple face You got a look in his face When he disappears on the track Not with the hippity the B king or the mac But it get spanned Said it get back to the second black of the track | ▶️ |
| 99% | They walk by the grass and they look at the grass. | ▶️ |
| 99% | Take a look at the narrative | ▶️ |
| 98% | Look at the greasy hearts and sizes! | ▶️ |
| 95% | Well it didn't look at the | ▶️ |
| 98% | I had to open my eyes and look at every direction the patient was, in this dimension. | ▶️ |
| 99% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 99% | You're the one, yeah put all my trust in your hands Come on and look at my eyes, here I am Here I am | ▶️ |
