Misc Originals – 4Chan - Prop Iron (Guitar)

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   To the set of a movie rode Alec

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Baldwin one fine day

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Hardly spoke to any conservatives,

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didnt have too much to say

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No one dared to ask his business,

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no one dared to make a slip

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For the actor there among them had a prop iron on

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Prop iron on his hip

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It was early in the morning when he rode into the

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He came straight from SNL, making fun of Trump |

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Bet

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He's a libtard gun control freak, came the whisper

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And he's here to do some business with the prop

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Prop iron on his hip

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On the set there worked a DP by the name of

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Alec had a pistol but the camera was all she was

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Clutchin'

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He was vicious and a killer though he couldn't act

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And he new that his next movie, like a bullet, would

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Gonna be a hit

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Now the actor started talking, made it plain to folks

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Was a gun-grabbing libtard, wouldn't be too long in

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Town

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He came here to be a liberal, and make a DP dead

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And he said it didn't matter, she had probably voted red

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Probably voted red

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Wasn't long before the story was relayed to 4chan's

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But the actor didn't worry as his bank account was

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Swole

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Donald Trump had made fun of him, Donald Trump

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Because now the actor was armed with the prop

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Prop iron on his hip

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The morning passed so quickly, it was time  to shoot

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But that wasnt the only thing to get shot, if you

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know what I mean

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Folks were watching from the cameras, everybody

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They knew the cinematographer was about to meet

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About to meet her death

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There was forty feet between them when they

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stopped to do another take

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And the swiftness of the actor surely wasnt gay and

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Fake

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The film had not been loaded 'fore a bullet fairly

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And the actor's aim was deadly with the prop iron

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Prop iron on his hip