Arsenics.
Detectives detecting shit.
Did you just call me a tick?
I shit you not.
Black bitches, coke stuffed corpses, Body bags, you're draining the lifesblood out of the department.
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Corpserate Greed
Corpserate Greed lyrics by Graf Orlock. Arsenics. Detectives detecting shit. Did you just call me a tick? I shit you not. Black bitches, coke stuffed corpses,...
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Corpserate Greed
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