| Probability | Text |
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| 95% | Lies! Only hate, greed and lies! Freeing under disguise of the so-called elite, it's a right to rule, but they will crumble down! Suddenly so well, all master leaders have been found and exposed to fool, and I gave up half sea! People follow when we, so innate of such a fact, still say we are lies! They have made their own choice! Obsessed by their wars, making countless promises a barely lies! Then we'll be there! To make the truth appear to their eyes! And let prayer will loosen straight! | ▶️ |
| 98% | Backing together with rain for 40 days, Aye I like Slain's, but I can't show no pain. My headache, enormous proportions, The size of a bucket, painkillers can't touch it. Show what my little brother's gone. Now I'm torn apart as I stand with the knife. At my heart, we shared the good and the bad times. When walls broke out to the store, it was half time. Remember she came back, yo, And we got beatings with the Hot Wheel Track. I felt the hurt from your own predicament. Lost the scholarship, can't play pro board with torn ligaments. Career suddenly ended, your goal was offended. Suicide, death tips recommended to try black, But you were not versed as we blessed the earth. So let us pour the wine, preventing suicide. So | ▶️ |
