Bubudinho Dulladinho come I have a gift for you. Gift of life, gift to live longer than your foes, gift that reduces your age and makes you live longer, gift that makes you sit as their masters many years to come, gift that will make anyone that wishes you dead to die before you.

You just have to be a cane in my hand to beat idiotic children to death, you just have to be a sword to thrust the rejected, you just have to be a wicked master who treats his slaves like animals

Dulladinho, Dulladinho, Dulladinho how many time did I call you?...it was three times, I told you because your ears may not be working well yet. Eni ti o ba dale ma n ba ile lo ni o. Your gift is coming in the air.

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