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By contrast, the rumor about Corona was not presented in a joking fashion — it was an effective slander passed in whispered tones into cupped ears. Does Corona beer contain urine? Against the odds, they were successful with the first task — the source of the rumor was traced. Its flagship brew, Corona, became a national brand, and the brewery went on to acquire regional beers like Pacifico, Victoria and Leon. Why the slander worked as well as it did has as much to do with the nature of beer itself as with xenophobic fears about anything coming in from Mexico. The slander spread across the nation.

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Sybyr] Salty simon simpletons all around, woah I do not follow the clowns, oh Explain the pain of the sound Fuck it, nothing that fucking profound Ripping up through these oceans to the point that every fucker drowns Tearing up everything all in my path, there is no toning down I got a lot of stress up in my brain no need to hide it now Now that I got a hold of all your ears, welcome to the mess you found Rowdy, rowdy, nigga pissing on your picture Burning out the torches, stomping on your porch Clvn going fucking ham, we don't give a damn, shit, for better or worse [Verse 3: Those doo doo ass rhymes You were kicking back in pre-school Fake MCs, I can't get down with, look see through They rap about their wardrobe look like the prequel I'm lethal, with pencils, and anything that you speak to You better be keeping it real, when you speak to A G like me, if she likes me, it's off with their clothing 'For you know it, you'll be tweeting me saying "It's nice to meet you" I be cool, they crack when the pressure get applied Roll the L, I got to put the essence in the sky The defendant has arrived, he's in question for his lies On the mic, I be kicking like a blessing in disguise You have met with your demise, what it be like?! Sybyr] Noises in my head, they're all distorted Always out of place, boy, you'll remember my face Back the fuck out of that door, you don't need to know shit anymore Dry like kill me moe, I done stubbed my toe [Verse 2: Getting brothas off with that Bruce Lee high You jacked my see light, it be like that sometimes I can't control but its damn sho' for real Never bogus when I flow it, never 'voke it Don't know how you niggas made it Everything you created was that fake shit They hardly played it, stay kicking that fail shit fragrant I don't play with kids, I'm a grown as man you on some baby shit Everyday we get in the studio and make a hit Swear I got the skill to make a Christian turn atheist Couldn't handle it, couldn't take it They see me and they start shaking Man quit with all that damn faking! Sybyr] Noises in my head, they're all distorted Always out of place, boy, you'll remember my face Back the fuck out of that door, you don't need to know shit anymore Dry like kill me moe, I done stubbed my toe Noises in my head, they're all distorted Always out of place, boy, you'll remember my face Back the fuck out of that door, you don't need to know shit anymore Dry like kill me moe, I done stubbed my toe Noises in my head, they're all distorted Always out of place, boy, you'll remember my face Back the fuck out of that door, you don't need to know shit anymore Dry like kill me moe, I done stubbed my toe More on Genius.