Porkbellies n Institution

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    Porkbellies n Institution
    Salute em or die, I said salute...

    I can't be broke refuse any award of pork discipline, missileman look I think of your grave and start pissin then

    See the letter of a unwed mother, off to fight a letter descended from a adventure.... call it a rough draft

    Draftrights to draft right under the draft lights it's draft night and I want Detroit to trade...

    spit first aid to heal AIDS

    Citizen Kane to rebel Cain drink the same Juice that Omar made.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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