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报告翻译问题
If you had
One shot
Or one opportunity
To seize the small boy you always wanted
In one moment
Would you capture him
Or just let him slip?
Yo
His palms are sweaty, life's bleak, child is heavy.
There's a sniper aimed at him already, moms upsetti.
Park service, they're nervous but look calm and ready
To drop an ape, but they keep on regretting What they shot down, the Internet grows so loud
They open their mouth, but the memes won't stop now
Provoking, how, everybody's revolting now
♥♥♥♥♥ are out, Harambe's down, over, blaow!
Snap back to Cincinnati, oh, there goes M Shkreli
Oh, there go CBS, they choked, they so mad but he won't
Let up that easy nope, he won't have it, he knows Harambe's the only hope, it don't matter to them dopes.
He knows that, but he's provoked, he's so sad, they highbrow.
When he's got a hold of the ape genome, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo! This whole tragedy
He better go clone that gorilla and hope they don't catch him
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