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The Guy Who Dies lyrics

Don't Fuck With The Guy Who Makes Your Food
Don't fuck with the guy who makes your food, he's
got different ways of being rude, salmonella, mozzarella,
bagels off the floor botulism, fires with jism,
pubic hairs galore, when you find the special
sauce you know you've lost the war
d.f.w.t.g.w.m.y.f., he don't give a fuck about your
bad attitude you'll pay dearly for being rude!

Don't Fuck With The Guy Who Makes Your Food

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