| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 100% | Now it is time to play. | ▶️ |
| 100% | If you have a problem, help your boy to have a wide chain. You can't play the school job and see the help you're sharing. The same way you can't back me, you can't back me, you can't have time. You're also weak to properly talk about the pain. | ▶️ |
| 100% | Now it is time to play. | ▶️ |
| 99% | The DJ has a lot of requests to play, but he doesn't have time to play them all. So here they come, listen carefully. You just might hear yours. | ▶️ |
| 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 | ▶️ |
