K.P.E.D
A bunch of Canadian rappers so good they make your brain hurt and your pants smell.
My cousin said he heard K. P. E. D on the bus and now he can't stop rhyming.
I texted my mom and she replied with a K. P. E. D song. That's how much she hates me.
My dog barks every time I play K. P. E. D. He's got rhythm, but he's not cool.
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