Why?
Cold Lunch (Albert Brown Mortuary Dumpster Dive Remix)
(i always wanted to be the voice of the streets but my father was a rabbi and my mother made beats, i mean, books, and the kids on the streets always gave me dirty looks) it's watching your own shadow on a dirt bike, get shot in the back under a street light. when you arrive at the party, it will not be without a bullet in your back, and a poem about death and of course your walkman.
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