Yeah yeah, microphone check, 1, 2, 3... In the place to be, It is I, the R-K-A-D-E, Dropping poems on your telephone. And it goes a little like this: The tears of a clown make the whole world laugh; hee hee.
And on that note, man, just give me a call, alright? Peace.
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People fly...
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