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			<title>Death From Above</title>
			<description>Blood pumping fast as fistsPanic mode; lightning strikesDuck and cover, jump and twistAs I commence a winless fightI ask 'How have I wronged you?&quot;He shot back a deadly answer His Thundergun sounds, boom boom I tried to outrun fate, but it's ever fasterHe's no human but a Death MachineThe Law at my s..</description>
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			<title>Relax</title>
			<description>Rap</description>
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			<title>You Deserve Grander</title>
			<description>Eulogy</description>
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			<title>Like Father Like Sons</title>
			<description>Why, have you met my children?They like to sing.I've got about a million,Such funny things.Some like to joke, others laugh.While some may cry,They work hard to hone their craft,Very few lie.Dancing and jumping around;White yard, no fence.Leaving the house they make soundsThough none make sense.They ..</description>
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			<title>The Boy</title>
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