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yo you a fatty friends ferdin and didn't
see Prince's pistol too busy guzzling
his T Weena schnit pop the cap in his
ass for my blackand brothers shave off
that tach it's bigger than your mother's
now just like your Baldhead you ain't
got no air I spit rhyme as your Empire
decline have you any notion of United SL
Nation you catch my DFT or do you want a
translation Serb got friends yo Russia's
our homie think we're scared here's two
words for you blow
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me you want the work C we bring the
pains love blood spilled in Saro going
to cause a blood paath yo Russians
Mongols Turks my best watch out
cuz my trigger finger itches you're
tiresome you're ome like a Slavic Jeremy
claron huh who the hell is that nothing
to do with us back to the story the
story of Doom for po tiny is about to go
boom you hear me assassin or troops are
massing get ready for the boming the
shooting the ging here is the deal yo
she just got real yo you'll be crushed
under austr hungar heo I'll kick you in
the balcons at the great Bel grade even
if those Russians are rushing to your
Aid you think
so oh
crap back up friends Joseph Ser as our
Brethren same blood same religion same
Slavic complexion we're packing more
army than you got salami so stop your
braging your trolling or the ca a Pain
Train start rolling last time you kicked
off I s Revolution this time my solution
is your dissolution beware the Russian
be everyone knows me Zak Kaiser
k I'm Kaiser vam the second the first
boss I gu but like a god B is a sequel
kicks ass go clowns to the west of me
and to the east but austro hungar
is my mate going to eradicate the
Serbian Beast so back off cars a Nick
don't take aick and tell your mates
France not to interfere this ain't no
prance it's a German V
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dance chill out cousin Willie stop
acting so silly you'd be tripping by
flipping the bird willy-nilly the armies
of the triple on taunt Mighty Russia
fance and this blighty your Rhymes
are the shambles your words are the
gamble you're taking an enormous p no
wonder my homies and yours too think
you're a massive difficult chap your
territorial ambition puts us in this
position so go ahead C rant and Rave
your PL will be sunk like your floating
junk Royal britania rules the waves
Empire brackets you hate the French and
their snail sucking FR cooking garlic
stench ask for your dread not V and
goodbye I'll make your Navy into gravy
for sour CRA pie going to send my th
through Belgium into France nothing can
stop this tonic Advance Germany will
rise again like the past a glorious
empire built to last let me tell you
this ain't no mystery theh Helms are
great will go down in history willhelm
the great more like Billy no mates your
ideas are absurd we a v to my word we've
got no choice if you won't behave our
poor old grandma must be spitting in a
grave
gr look into my eyes you see compromise
your collected demise we see our rise I
come back down now I look at clown now a
that can stop it C down
now I'm going for a lie down
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now that's
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