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Can anyone help me fatten out these hip hop lyrics i have been working on?
I used to be married to a woman from Chenobyl,
her legs were so fucked up, she had to hobble,
you should have seen her struggle when she came across some cobbles,
would've made you sea sick te way she wobbled.
But this is a story of woe and radiation
every night she suffered from asphixiation,
the tumor round her neck was becoming a complecation
and no doctor in the land could cure her disfigureation.
So, one evening she decided to take a razor to her throat,
in order to retrieve some of her lost hope,
but it all went preaty pear shaped, when she cut straight though the wrong bit
and then i was left with a mutant, with only one tit.
You've got to understand, that although i really loved her,
there's only so much one man can take before i shoved her,
Straight off of that cliff over the edge of the pressipiss,
i heard her screaming all the way down wilst i took a piss.
That was the end of that, the tumorus bitch was so damn fat,
it may sound condisending but she should've had a heart attack,
instead of being pushed off that cliff,
and breaking her back .
But now i'm all alone inside my prisonus cell,
my life is one of mysery, i'm living a living hell.
I know i should be sorry but i regret it not an once,
the cancerous cells were so damn bloated
you should have seen her bounce.
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