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I lied
of Damso (Thirty-four centimes)
What else can we do but bow to Damso's delicious sense of irony? On the social media side, an ideal son-in-law who sends nice little hellos to his community from Milan and accompanies the release of his new album with a series of quiet listening sessions, with more polite expressions than a third grade student. internship search: “I sincerely wish you the best”, “Have a nice day”, “I hope you had a nice time”… And then here is the album, which opens with the single Chrome and his opening “fuck you”, before a prodigious display of horrors which has nothing in common with “pleasant moment”. Nothing but classic, Dems is sad, very sad, and if Dems is so sad, it's because of all these sluts, the witches, the hysterics, the randomly fucked shneks, the devil girls who only devour his cock (we quote). This is what Dems is thinking about, tortured by his demons, his gaze lost in space, sipping an Aperol by the sea, because he has plenty of time to think since he made millions, and that's good His problem with Dems is that he thinks too much. “My intelligence quotient is too high to find happiness”, he grieves, insulting, threatening, killing, before falling on the brilliant Damsautistea sort of French-speaking counterpart to Black Skinhead by Kanye West where the rapper ends up justifying his madness thus: “Askip I have Asperger’s”. I lied is a big bet of int
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