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Post ur favorite lyrics here, while playin: | Started by: RollinBlade on Jun 08, '14 02:21 |
Limp Bizkit - Rollin'(air raid vehicle)
"Rollin' (Air Raid Vehicle)" |
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Lyrics of the whole song or just our favorite part of the song? |
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Reply by: Kal--El at Jun 08, '14 08:33 | |
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Survival by EminemMarshall Mathers LP 2
Me for bowing out I ain't taking a bow, I'm stabbing myself |
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Reply by: MaxEisenhardt at Jun 08, '14 10:15 | |
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MAx U reminded me of this 1: MICHAEL JACKSON LYRICS
"Beat It" [1st Verse]
They Told Him Don't You Ever Come Around Here Don't Wanna See Your Face, You Better Disappear The Fire's In Their Eyes And Their Words Are Really Clear So Beat It, Just Beat It [2nd Verse] You Better Run, You Better Do What You Can Don't Wanna See No Blood, Don't Be A Macho Man You Wanna Be Tough, Better Do What You Can So Beat It, But You Wanna Be Bad [Chorus] Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It No One Wants To Be Defeated Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right Just Beat It, Beat It Just Beat It, Beat It Just Beat It, Beat It Just Beat It, Beat It [3rd Verse] They're Out To Get You, Better Leave While You Can Don't Wanna Be A Boy, You Wanna Be A Man You Wanna Stay Alive, Better Do What You Can So Beat It, Just Beat It [4th Verse] You Have To Show Them That You're Really Not Scared You're Playin' With Your Life, This Ain't No Truth Or Dare They'll Kick You, Then They Beat You, Then They'll Tell You It's Fair So Beat It, But You Wanna Be Bad [Chorus] Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It No One Wants To Be Defeated Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right [Chorus] Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It No One Wants To Be Defeated Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It [Chorus] Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It No One Wants To Be Defeated Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right [Chorus] Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It No One Wants To Be Defeated Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Who's Right [Chorus] Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It No One Wants To Be Defeated Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right [Chorus] Just Beat It, Beat It, Beat It, Beat It No One Wants To Be Defeated Showin' How Funky Strong Is Your Fight It Doesn't Matter Who's Wrong Or Right Just Beat It, Beat It Beat It, Beat It, Beat It |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 11, '14 05:32 | ||||
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That's a Michael Jackson classic. :) I've got a softer Eminem song: Headlights by Eminem feat. Nate RuessMarshall Mathers LP 2
I went in headfirst Eminem's lines from My Life by 50 Cent:
My Life by 50 Cent featuring Adam Levine and Eminem
While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
Speaking of mafia, lastly here is Don't You Worry Child by Swedish House MafiaThere was a time Upon a hill across a blue lake, My father said, "Don't you worry, don't you worry, child. |
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Reply by: MaxEisenhardt at Jun 14, '14 05:41 | |
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IAM - Stratégie D'Un Pion
Akhenaton & Freeman
Refrain J'aurais pu mettre plus de string que de sens dans mes écrits Freeman Refrain |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 15, '14 03:01 | |
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Demain, C'est Loin - IAM Ce titre est extrait de l'album : L'ecole Du Micro D'argent Paroles Demain, C'est Loin L'encre coule, le sang se répand, la feuille buvard Des mecs qui pour 20 000 de shit se déchirent. Tenter le diable pour sortir de la galère, t'as gagné frère, La pauvreté, ça fait gamberger en deux temps trois mouvements. Ici, le rêve des jeunes c'est Golf GTI, survete Tachini, La fin, la faim, la faim justifie les moyens; 4, 5 coups malsains. Chemin, chemin, y'en a pas deux pour être un dieu. Souvenir, être si jeune, avoir plein le répertoire Tiroir, on y passe notre vie, on y finit avant de connaître l'enfer Évasion, évasion, effort d'imagination, ici tout est gris, Les plombs, certains chanceux en ont dans la cervelle. Graines, graines, graines de délinquant, qu'espériez-vous? Tout jeunes Arrêté, poisseux au départ, chanceux à la sortie, S'anime, animé d'une furieuse envie de monnaie, Tomber ou pas, pour tout, pour rien on prend le risque, pas grave cousin. Joyaux, un rêve, plein les poches mais la cible est loin, la flèche Fastoche, facile, le blouson du bourgeois docile des mêmes la hantise Lendemain? C'est pas le problème, on vit au jour le jour. Futur, le futur changera pas grand-chose. Clouer, cloué sur un banc, rien d'autre à faire, on boit de la bière. Fourche, enfourcher les risques seconde après seconde. Cidaire, sidérés, les dieux regardent l'humain se dirige vers le mauvais Fumée, encore une bouffée, le voile est tombé. Menotté, pieds et poings liés par la fatalité, Dans les constructions élevées, Haschisch au kilo, poètes armés de stylo, Princesses d'Afrique, fille mère, plastique On pète la Veuve Cliquot, parqués comme à Mexico, Musulmans respectueux, pères de famille humbles, Lumières oranges qui s'allument, cheminées qui fument, Polos façonnable, survêtements minables, Clichés d'Orient, cuisine au piment, Pas de distraction, se créer un peu d'action. Marcher sur les seringues usagées, rêver de voyager. Génies du sport faisant leurs classes sur les terrains vagues, Vapeur d'éther, d'eau écarlate, d'alcool, Dealer du haschisch, c'est sage si tu veux sortir la femme. Regarde la rue, ce qui change? Y'a que les saisons. Trois couleurs sur les affiches nous traitent comme des bordilles. Très tôt, c'est déjà la famille dehors, la bande à Kader, Les élus ressassent rénovation ça rassure, Mater les photos, majeur aujourd'hui, poto, Mec, ici, t'es jugé à la réputation forte. Gelé, l'ambiance s'électrise, y'a plein de places assises, Tant d'énergie perdue pour des préjugés indus, C'est le bordel au lycée, dans les couloirs on ouvre les extincteurs. C'est trop, les potos chient sur le profil Roméo, Tu me diras "Ça va, c'est pas trop", Le spot bout ce soir qui est le King Et qu'on ne naît pas programmé pour faire un foin, |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 19, '14 00:54 | |
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JOHN LEGEND ALL OF ME
[Verse 1:] |
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Reply by: OLD_SCHOOL at Jun 19, '14 19:02 | |
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Put Yo Hood Up Remix (feat. Jadakiss, Petey Pablo, Chyna Whyte) [Intro - Roy Jones Jr.] [Hook] [Verse 1 - Jadakiss] [Hook] [Verse 2 - Petey Pablo] [Hook] [Verse 3 - Chyna Whyte] [Verse 5 - Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz] [Hook] |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 23, '14 03:40 | |
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"Down With The Sickness" Can you feel that?
Ah, shit Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken your servant I kneel (Will you give in to me?) It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing in me (Will you give in to me?) Looking at my own reflection When suddenly it changes Violently it changes (oh no) There is no turning back now You've woken up the demon in me [Chorus:] Get up, come on get down with the sickness [x3] Open up your hate, and let it flow into me Get up, come on get down with the sickness You mother get up come on get down with the sickness You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness Madness is the gift, that has been given to me I can see inside you, the sickness is rising Don't try to deny what you feel (Will you give in to me?) It seems that all that was good has died And is decaying in me (Will you give in to me?) It seems you're having some trouble In dealing with these changes Living with these changes (oh no) The world is a scary place Now that you've woken up the demon in me [Chorus] (And when I dream) [x4] No mommy, don't do it again Don't do it again I'll be a good boy I'll be a good boy, I promise No mommy don't hit me Why did you have to hit me like that, mommy? Don't do it, you're hurting me Why did you have to be such a bitch Why don't you, Why don't you just fuck off and die Why can't you just fuck off and die Why can't you just leave here and die Never stick your hand in my face again bitch FUCK YOU I don't need this shit You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore How would you like to see how it feels mommy Here it comes, get ready to die |
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Reply by: Whorable at Jun 23, '14 04:07 | |
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"Wrong Side Of Heaven" I spoke to god today, and she said that she's ashamed.
What have I become, what have I done? I spoke to the devil today, and he swears he's not to blame. And I understood, cuz I feel the same. Arms wide open, I stand alone. I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone. Right or wrong, I can hardly tell. I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell. I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, righteous side of hell. I heard from god today, and she sounded just like me. What have I done, and who have I become. I saw the devil today, and he looked a lot like me. I looked away, I turned away! Arms wide open, I stand alone. I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone. Right or wrong, I can hardly tell. I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell. I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, the righteous side of hell. I'm not defending, downward descending, falling further and further away! I'm closer EVERYDAY! I'm getting closer every day, to the end. The end, The end, the end, I'm getting closer EVERYDAY! Arms wide open, I stand alone. I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone. Right or wrong, I can hardly tell. I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell. I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell. I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, the righteous side of hell. |
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Reply by: Whorable at Jun 23, '14 04:09 | |
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Butthole Surfers "Pepper" Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Sherice
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a racist They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain That is pouring like an avalanche comin' down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus Then there was the ever present football player-rapist They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas Paulie caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg Well, it should have been a better shot, and got him in the head They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes |
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Reply by: Whorable at Jun 23, '14 04:25 | |
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"My Time" Joe Budden [Intro:]
The alternate route is a long one But ultimately, in the end, it gets you to the same exact destination Yes sir, the journey's been long And the wins have been short But today, none of that matters [Verse 1:] The time is now, zoom, get close The ego is gone, the room is for growth But talent is there, the feeling is new I mean, bottom is gone but the ceiling is too I was higher than Whitney, headed toward the top again Everything I write crack, like it's with a Bobby pen But it's more than what you hear in a song The wings are extended, the fear is gone Hold up, the clips are loaded, safety is off The business is in the black, I ain't taking a loss Hold up, standards are high, hoes never hold out The touring is cool, the shows always sold out The foes are mad, but fuck it no one else cares The kicks are custom, you'll never see em elsewhere The stakes are high, the risk is crucial And they love to hate me, but I love it when they do too [Hook:] I've been waiting here for so long Gotta take what's mine Since time will never wait Who am I stand up fate? It's my time, it's my time, it's my time [Verse 2:] Look, I've been hurt, I could pull up scars Now the earth is my pull up bar The journey was long, the roads were slim Though I thank God today, I probably owe it to sin Streets were hungry, I was torn apart Even though them jails were cold, they warmed my heart Was living the worst, but prayed for the best Ain't have a thing given to me, had to rape success Had to be used for approval, had to use whatever was useful Had to act old even when youthful Money don't make me, that ain't what I kill for Cause I was richer than I'd ever been, and was still poor Some never thought he would propel Some talked to me just to speak to themselves Some broke their arm, all while reaching for wealth So when you come into the game, make sure you leave with yourself [Hook] [Verse 3:] We all got demons, a few I rivaled Looked em in the eye, and they became suicidal They thought it couldn't happen, they were too prideful His head's an ornament on the wall as proof I survived you Bills were high, money was low Strip club was popping, wasn't money to go Going nowhere fast, but drugs was a one stop Couldn't shine selling that tan, I had my son blocked Now I'm on acres, in a house, with a loft The women are foreign, their blouses are off It's a whole new me, I redefined my style And since yesterday's gone, I guess the time is now [Hook] |
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Reply by: Deces at Jun 26, '14 12:45 | |
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"Goodbye" Slaughterhouse [Joe Budden]
I remember it like it just happened I could of sworn it was a dream But in reality it hit me like a nightmare Or at least that’s how it seemed I just got a grip on our relationship We was ironing things out, started picking up steam And when we didn’t need it, when it all got heated And we both said some things that we probably didn’t mean God intervened, guess war was at stake Thought we left nothing over, he put more on the plate She came home from the doctor with news I been wantin’ Said family was incoming, she pregnant, twins coming But that’s gotta be a lie She sighed, couldn’t stop the tears coming from her eyes That birth control she on, for them it’s suicide But as long as it’s still inside, 2 of them, one survived Hard turn from memorable to cynical Picturing clothes for what would’ve been identical Similar outfits, similar names My deceased kid’s ultrasound in a frame So I’m deprived of my chance to be a better dad Staring at my twins that I never had I shed a tear, looking up in the sky Even though y’all just got here, goodbye [Hook] Goodbye, goodbye, so long, farewell But it’s not the end of the chapter Goodbye, goodbye, so long, farewell I’ll see you again in the afterlife [Crooked I] My biological sperm donor, didn’t wanna be a daddy So he hopped in his Caddy and turned corners on us Turned on us out the clear blue His last memory of his son is seeing me out his rearview I still love him yo, but I love his brother mo’ My uncle showed me love no one could know Young and po’ with a tougher road To suffer hunger was nothing but Unc’ would hold us down would help mom lift the motherload I got chronin, I used to wonder what it would be like To speak to pops as a grown man He provided that feeling, told me to take my career into my own hands He was there when I had no fans My cellphone rings, and after I answer A voice says “Your uncle’s been diagnosed with cancer” Worst news in my life, him and chemo going 12 rounds with a disease And they both losing the fight I’m rushing up to see the cyanide Praying for a miracle, I don’t wanna see my idol die Before he did, the look in his eyes Said “Even though you just got here, goodbye” [Hook] [Bridge] I’ll see you again in the afterlife Someday in heaven we will reunite The flesh disappears but the soul survives Till next time, my friend, farewell, goodbye [Joell Ortiz] I walked in your daughter’s house, knowing that you gone But still looking out the corner of my eye, hoping you on the couch That call felt like I was beef, that got shot up Ironic, I was on tour with Tech N9ne and Slaughterhouse E tried to talk to me, crystal rubbed my back, as they were pourin’ out I caught the next thing soarin’ out Now I’m in the air, in the midwest somewhere They said turbulence was severe, I don’t know what they talkin’ bout I ain’t feel a bump, body numb, mind drifting I’m sniffling, asthma acting up, I’m whistling My mothers face looked so much different I’m kissing, my son, my aunt pacing in the kitchen My vision blurry, still I saw your face clear What a loss, this time I did more than waste beer Michelle’s strong, she held on, we got all the way there Then we walked in, she fell on the floor, this ain’t fair You was the voice when I considered them thoughts that ain’t clear Hey granny, I was fifth row at the Grammy’s An award they ain’t hand me, but I sat behind Will And right in front of Wayne, and got seen by the family I miss the early morning convos, believe me Regis on the TV, and the best baked ziti But you had an old white affair, grandpa’s all fly Even though you been got there, goodbye [Hook] |
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Reply by: Deces at Jun 26, '14 12:47 | |
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"Like Toy Soldiers" (Eminem) |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 26, '14 23:22 | |
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INFECTED MUSHROOM LYRICS"Blink" Don't smoke, don't drink
All I do is think 'Bout the lifelines, hard times Trying to be kind It's such a drama, Palaver Trying to amuse myself Beats and waves Will take me to my grave And when I go there I know that I won't be alone 'Coz I've been spotted, blotted Many many times before Eased and pleased Released from my shied I will be flying above The hatred and the love And if you see me, Honey You've had better blink your eyes Strange how nights blur into one Bond with me and have some fun Transcend mind to blow out mind This is the way to expand the time Travel comes in many forms I'll show you mine if you show me yours Wander no more Walking out of the circle Step by step I'm learning alone That I can conquer my demons Just need to remember my home There's no need to be frightened We all already are dead But yet as unending vibration Danger lurks only in my head Come on break trough with me Such wonders terrify the soul It's real; no need to question Knowledge infiltrates the whole Lighting strikes in the darkest places Om mane padme hum Threatened; we have to make choices Lizards try to tell us which one Strange how nights blur into one Bond with me and have some fun Transcend mind to blow out mine This is the way to expand the time Travel comes in many forms I'll show you mine if you show me yours Wander no more Don't smoke, don't drink All I do is think 'Bout the lifelines, hard times Trying to be kind It's such a drama palaver Trying to amuse myself Beats and waves Will take me to my grave And when I go there I know that I won't be alone 'Coz I've been spotted, blotted Many many times before Eased and pleased Released from my shied I will be flying above The hatred and the love And if you see me, honey You've had better blink your eyes |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 27, '14 06:29 | ||||
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Still Alive LyricsI have changed For how long? Your concrete heart isn't beating No shadows Oh I'm still alive Oh I'm still alive So silent You're screaming Just sunshine Come fire Oh I'm still alive I'm still alive I've learned to lose I will move fast Oh I'm still alive Oh I'm still alive |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 28, '14 23:24 | |
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BUTTHOLE SURFERS LYRICS
"Pepper" Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Sherice
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a racist They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain That is pouring like an avalanche comin' down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus Then there was the ever present football player-rapist They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas Paulie caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg Well, it should have been a better shot, and got him in the head They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes |
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Reply by: Whorable at Jun 29, '14 02:25 | ||||||
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Not need 2 be Whore twice right? |
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Reply by: RollinBlade at Jun 29, '14 02:29 | |
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Violent J I get Mad
"Keep on, just keep fuckin' doin' it, make me knock your whole fuckin' head off!" |
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Reply by: Whorable at Jun 29, '14 03:00 | |
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