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Acclaim The Sin
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White Collars
They tell you is right,
they give you attention.
They are making you
a slave of their perversions.
Their sick depravations.
They charge 'em on us.
Sick depravations.
They are all into us.
White collars looking us down on.
These depraved are blaming us all.
They are sick. Disgusting.
Black-Dressed-Motherfuckers.
They're obscene. Depraved.
Poison-Made-Motherfuckers.
They're freaks. Disgusting.
Black-Dressed-Motherfuckers.
Obscene. Depraved.
Poison-Made-Motherfuckers.
Distorted and sick
is what their lies are of made.
We swallow their shit.
We give them that throne.
Made by all of our strengths,
moneys and deaths.
They still predicating shit to sell.
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Their sick depravations.
They charge 'em on us.
Sick depravations.
They are all into us.
White collars looking us down on.
These depraved are blaming us all.
They are sick. Disgusting.
Black-Dressed-Motherfuckers.
They're obscene. Depraved.
Poison-Made-Motherfuckers.
They're freaks. Disgusting.
Black-Dressed-Motherfuckers.
Obscene. Depraved.
Poison-Made-Motherfuckers.
They are sick. Disgusting.
Black-Dressed-Motherfuckers.
They're obscene. Depraved.
Poison-Made-Motherfuckers.
They're freaks. Disgusting.
Black-Dressed-Motherfuckers.
Obscene. Depraved.
Poison-Made-Motherfuckers.
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