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My plaster, your head

  • F. Tighe Burns
  • Jan 25, 2019
  • 1 min read

In this house we don't call it a gun, we call it a blaster

I've got a date next week to see the custody master

I've got so many clients who want me I'mma just have to talk faster

Now my lines'll stick in your head like plaster


 
 
 

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