| Probability | Text |
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| 10% | My beloved Stars escape through yo ants and I'm happy that I still love this channel and I really like it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. | ▶️ |
| 11% | Yo kid. Fuck is you doing man, huh? Huh? So I can make you a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. Come on. You a man. You a man. Open your hand, man. What the fuck is that in your hand, man? What? Huh? What? The fuck ain't yo, come on. That's it. Shit. Come on. Oh, no, no. Shit. Shit. Come on. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. Shit. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. You a man. Shit. | ▶️ |
| 11% | I'm a real mama, we got the motion, I'm when I talk like he's shit right I'm from the region which means I'm born to go The rules wanna shout at it, wanna roll I'm in the home of the bathroom store, I'm kinda warm But they think that's the past, I'm gonna roll Feelin' out like yo, yo, gonna buy my two bites with double pipes Let me flip the rules on the floor | ▶️ |
| 2% | 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 | ▶️ |
