So Called Indipendence.!
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MatureComplete Wed, Apr 20, 2016<5 mins
For Money
U Will Charge Anyone.?
And For Security
You Will Bit Them Apart.?
So This Is Our
So Called Security.??
Is it So.?
I Dunt Think So.!
Seeking For Money
From Innocent's U Get in Town
U Tried To Fool Me This Time
But U Couldn't Use That Time.!
Cum Suck My Dick
That Will Be Your Gift
You Racial So Called
Security of Our Town.!
So This Is Your Power
U Think.?
Getting Drunk
Charge And Hit Anyone.?
Whitout Any Mean.!!
Now Where Freedom Lies.??
Is This That
Freedom And
Independence
We Got At 47.?
Raping, Killing,
In The Name Of Independence
Religion Matters.?
That's What You Think.!
Parting People?
By Mean Lines
Of White Shits
It Wouldn't Had Happened
If Netaji Was At Lead.!!
Suck My Dick
And Tell Ur Government To Think
You Bitch.!!
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