Category: Hip Hop
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The wind whispered behind her earlobe the way AntΓ΄nio did.Cool, it caressed the columns of her spine, making her moan as it walked down to her lower back like representatives in recess from PalΓ‘cio da JustiΓ§a.In the warmth, her chilling secret ceded a secretion down her cheek. She tried to hold it like the iron…
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They used to say It’s a suiciiiiiide Now they say It’s a genociiiiiideStrife I couldn’t risk it ‘Cause a knife in your ribs pits A life in ellipsis… Hanging in the balance like the other side is heavy Well there’s an ugly side ‘Cause the other side it’s deadly They’ll pulverize; They’re petty They’re cultured…