| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 90% | What now? Let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple of hard pipettin' niggas to go to work on the homes here. Where a pair of pliers and a blowtorch. You hear me talkin' here, Billy boy? I ain't through with you, my damn sight. I'm gonna get medieval on your ass. | ▶️ |
| 90% | Extreme messages, stop secret messages. Evil incidents, corrupted residents all over the world. Red snake to the shovel, sober. I dream chilling with my rain shovel. Pull a bear, please stop, stare at my motherfucking ass. I know you like it, asshole. Slend to my role and take a big bite of my soul when I'm cold but warm-hearted. Get it on and get it started. Come over here, you know where. And to the A, to the CKA, I'm tougher than a brother play. What you say? Breeze me up, beat me up to the mother shit. Boy, my life is shit. You breed up a mice to something everybody needs. | ▶️ |
