| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 86% | Hey yo, you ready to get down man? Yeah, whatever man Hey, you ready to get this on this? Whatever man You say it's whatever man Whatever man Hey yo, whatever man Check it, who I'm playing Keep this one in your mind I'm saying La la la Yo, I'm smoking over Still it hurts you I keep your daughter way out past the curfew For a thoughtful conversation We don't give a fuck when we smoked out In the land that's dope No doubt From this brawn weed I cut from the street Hit you open like butt cheeks From girls who be freaks Hey yo, can I be SWV? You the one with Shogun Yes, he the one He the one | ▶️ |
| 91% | Out from the land! | ▶️ |
| 94% | Yes, I am elite. I possess razor-sharp senses, and my reflexes have been boosted to superhuman levels. Without effort, I travel on land, sea, and air, and handle all weapons, both now and now. I have seen and heard unspeakable things, both off and out of this world. I have the license to kill and the license to fetch 24 hours a day. But what will it all leave to me? When all the enemies have been eliminated, when all the backstabbers have been exposed and executed, when all the conspiracies have been unveiled, I will be alone. And in the cold embrace of a Russian spy, I feel even more alone. Alone at the top of the world. For I am a Nachans. For I am a Nachans. | ▶️ |
