.Muerte callo de el cielo
Chingo todos, tienen nada
Hoy solo la sangre ama
Busco tuyo Y de tu madre
Uso lo que te encuentro
Te destruyo con la pala
Dejo tu verga perforada
Traigo alambres Y unas pinzas
Asesino
Asesino
Mato fresas A cien pesos
De esos jotos .
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