.Je repense à deux, trois bédos,
insouciance, époque tcherno avant de cramer ma science au double zéro.
Je salive grave, coupe mes saves quand le jour se lève, ça livre grave.
Quand le bourge sâélève ça bicrave, libre quand je mouille mes lèvres, ça se dit brave ?!
Ãa se.
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