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I saw you last night at the game with your goon squad.
the game: where lying, cheating degenerates prosper.
the game: where Sick bastards start calling all the shots.
I cant believe that we have such sick, twisted degenerates
calling all the shots. calling themselves the boss.
In order to win Game 2 of The #Finals, the twisted degenerates
take a shot at Your head. they shoot... they score!
PUT THE GAME IN their hands.
raise their hands IN THE Air
like they Just dont care.
PUT THE GAME IN their hands
& start calling them boss.
we have such sick, twisted degenerates
calling the shots IN THE Game.
You people are beyond help.
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