| Probability | Text |
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| 100% | Take it all up, pick it off the altar My cock's a hoes and we never falter It's my own personal recipe Smooth as dicky I surely'll agree Morals are a subject for starting at the bait Dokus send me wet now watch us shot master bait Ate his hoes about the right son of eight Tyranny tear to all the naked blade | ▶️ |
| 97% | I see his ghost, a young lady, dangerous killer and always ready, and I'm aware that the man knows my face. She's never seen me but yet I'm afraid, cause if he fights me it's sure I'll be dead. Wherever they go in, I must keep her free. SHADOW! | ▶️ |
| 95% | I see his ghost, a young lady, dangerous killer and always ready, and I'm aware that the man knows my face. She's never seen me but yet I'm afraid, cause if he fights me it's sure I'll be dead. Wherever they go in, I must keep her free. SHADOW! | ▶️ |
| 96% | Hiding and running through cold rainy night The red spot of leisure at my only life Hunter or Hunter, it is of the same I'm an agent A part of this deadly game You say freedom cannot be spelled out by dust? Would you rather see kept dressed agents on the run? Conspiring from hiding they're running your life With the various methods they take, oh my, so they try But they cannot be, cause we the agents We'll never give in | ▶️ |
| 96% | I swear to defend, I'll fight till the end Swear that I'll never be taken alive And I know that we'll stand, we'll fight for it I swear that my bands will be bound free And I know what I want When the timing is right | ▶️ |
