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Pshhh Don't Call me Radio Unit 91
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The Devil might be at any one of my shows
Even in the front row
In any event though
I sing Gone Insane by Ab-Soul
This Tempo can go slow
Lights out, No Lighters now, Let your inside glow
Enlighten those who don't know
For Your entertained Information
My open aimed inclination
Is to Be Home on Vacation
The Music which this minstrel's making
Is my most simple vocation
The oven which I bake with is unconventional
The heat from my flame is indispensable
That's Eternal as it Shines
From my leopard Spotted Mind
I left a lot of dots so you can walk the dotted line
Now that's an optimal rhyme
There's no plot to Optimus Prime
I mean, Why would you watch Transformers 5?
There's no plot to Optimus Prime
I mean, Why would you watch Transformers 5?
Pshhh Calling for backup
Pshhh Shots have been fired
Pshhh Radio
Pshhh Don't Call me Radio Unit 91
Pshhh Don't Call me Unit 91, Radio Pshhh