| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 100% | No more mirrors of ancient lore! | ▶️ |
| 91% | No more shines, Billy. What? I said no more shines. Maybe you were here by the way. You've been away a long time. They didn't go off there, pay. I don't shine shoes anymore. Relax. Read a quick letter. What's coming to you? I'm gonna break your balls a little bit. That's all. I'm only kidding with you. Sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding. You know, there's a lot of people around. I mean, I'm only kidding with you. I'm in a party. I mean, I just came home. I haven't seen you in a long time. And I'm breaking your balls and you're right where you're getting fucking fresh. I'm sorry. I don't know. I'm gonna offend you. I'm sorry. It's okay. I'll be right back. So... I'll go home and get your fucking shine box. | ▶️ |
| 95% | No song, no more, no song, no more | ▶️ |
| 98% | And there was no more kid | ▶️ |
| 94% | For What No more? | ▶️ |
| 96% | And there's no more human health. The dead walk here. | ▶️ |
| 97% | As you need to be afraid, There's no more chance to say, Just take some good. | ▶️ |
| 98% | NO MORE FUTURE! | ▶️ |
| 100% | Inaction, fellas. The black race can't afford you no more. | ▶️ |
| 92% | No more, no more, no more | ▶️ |
