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O Póximo Terror de Stephen King

Tom: B

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Psicopata esquartejando putas como Jack
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Fumando um back
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Macro Full Jack, Jack
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Ladrão de espiritos roubei Allan Kardec.
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Me passa o cheque, senão e click cle clack
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Subo no palco e vocês tentam ver minha face
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Eu mostraria se o mistério acabasse
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Sumo com classe e apareço bem mais louco
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Sem controle, dando soco, só aumenta o sufoco
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e foco no inimigo que veste provocações
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Patrick Horla, psicopata que provoca ações
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Convocações do esquadrão dos cegos diante à paz
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quem garante a paz anda com meliante atrás
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Mas essa é para os filha da puta que tão comigo
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os filha da puta truta na luta daqui da gruta
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os amigos disputa as puta e sepulta os inimigos
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arremesso da catapulta, fumo um beck e prossigo
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Eu sou o anti-herói grosseiro, podre e sábio
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Escrevo "vai tomar no cú" no seu epitáfio
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Máfia clandestina restaurando velhas viúvas
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Meu instrumento na sua vulva
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cai como uma luva.
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Psicopata esquartejando putas como Jack
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Fumando um back
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Macro Full Jack, Jack
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Ladrão de espíritos, roubei Allan Kardec.
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Me passa o cheque, senão é click cle clack
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Esquartejando putas como Jack
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Fumando um back
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Macro Full Jack, Jack
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Ladrão de espíritos, roubeu Allan Kardec.
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Me passa o cheque, senão e click cle clack
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"Oz poderoso rei do mistério do império
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o sol logo renascendo fevereiro
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deu também no meio do hemisfério
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e quando deixa o berradero "
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Esse é o Dia "D", como 7 de setembro
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Só que em vez da espada eu vou levantar meu membro
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No Ipiranga, tipo cão chupando manga
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Com uma baranga de tanga que mesmo assim nós ranga na caranga.
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E meus pêsames para seus amigos que enforquei e sufoquei
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Me sufoquem se algum dia eu o concordei.
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Não comecei a guerra aqui na Terra
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Só fui enviado pra exterminar seu sonho e meter bala em viado.
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Sou a amostra do terror, o palhaço assassino
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A saída que emperrou sua perna cheia de pino
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O furacão Katrina na quina da sua casa
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O ônibus que atrasa, o piso que vira brasa.
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Eu sou um anti-boy com o ódio quilométrico
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jogando bomba dentro do seu trio elétrico
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Babado Novo, chupa meu ovo e vai cagar
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Pra entrar em sauna gay só precisa dos Abadá.
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Psicopata esquartejando putas como Jack
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Fumando um back
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Macro Full Jack, Jack
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Ladrão de espíritos, roubei Allan Kardec.
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Me passa o cheque, senão é click cle clack
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Patrick Horla!
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Esquartejando putas como Jack
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Fumando um back
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Macro Full Jack, Jack
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Ladrão de espíritos, roubei Allan Kardec.
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Me passa o cheque, senão é click cle clack!