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FOTOGRAF - Kiełas

"Dzień dobry Poproszę szlugi Halo! Mina nietęga Ale ja nie chce buzi Buziakiem emocji studzić na już Mogę być dla pani trochę przygłupi Ale płuco mi przystawia do gardła nóż Już daj mi pani te szlugi Halo! Ej! Ile"

Fotograf Brok - Organek

"jestem fotograf mówią mi Brok oprócz nagana mam niezły wzrok może i widzę i ciut jakby więcej może to prawda gdy patrze na ręce to wiem potrafię ocalić tak wiele trzeba tylko ocalić kamerę wzrok wbijam"

Ed - King Missile

"Ed was at the end of his rope, an expression he detested. "There is no rope!" he would scream at the laughing walls. "There is only the end. No hope, no rope. Ending is better than mending. Doors of"

Ed - Ice T

"Let me tell ya a little story Bout my homeboy Ed Use to drink every day Straight 40's to the head You try to snap on him He'd ask what you said You still try to break He'd start given up lead Love to gamble On"

Ed - Ice-T

"Let me tell ya a little story Bout my homeboy Ed Use to drink every day Straight 40's to the head You try to snap on him He'd ask what you said You still try to break He'd start given up lead Love to gamble"

Ed - Slapstick

"they dont know what it takes to make a man break down. the don't know what its like to survive without your friends and family around, they tell you that you're lazy and won't get off your ass to find"

Ed - Chancho En Piedra

"Ya es tiempo de una involución estamos nadando en el acuario, tu castigo eterno me es incompatible con la luz de infinita bondad. CORO: **Fiestas eternas y un cielo funk** **todas tus penas, quedan atrs.** **Has"

Ed - Green Apple Quick Step

"The baby can Talk to me In his hand He holds the future A broken key That fits tomorrow All welomce to new world city Just a friend A rotten kid Now a man H lives in venus Not the palce You remember The"

Ed Gein - Macabre

"I'm a killer, and a gravedigger My stew will be made out of you I eat women, I'm a cannibal And a necrophiliac too I make bracelets out of bodies And coffee drums made with flesh Organs frying in my kitchen And"

Worlock (ed) - Skinny Puppy

"(Now is the only thing that's real) Binge Cringe On the fringe (The police used to watch over the people. Now they're watching the people) Sloppy Binge Cringe (Now is the only thing that's real.) Sloppy Mincing"

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