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Beast of greed upon that eye |
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That never raced the winning women |
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Got a problem when |
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I kick my worthless limp |
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Mediocrity will set an ambush |
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High time |
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I sat with my friends |
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And jetro hover cat a bin on |
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CNN Sweet love from between my legs until |
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Some boys come to quiz much to me |
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Well the Pig |
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Man rode extreme's exstatic |
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And the heat is static |
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Well I've got nothing to be |
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Ninth time that |
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I left my care |
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I was Sick and shame and welted, scabbed, enough |
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Dark east starts moving in inside |
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Came though the culture clips then |
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Beast of greed upon that eye |
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I turn the tables to for now |
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Keep a hold of your chump change for the night |
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Big boy could stick it into me |
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Well the Pig |
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Man rode extreme's exstatic |
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And the heat is static |
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Well I've got nothing to be |
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Yeah You know |
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I hurt so many that were used to me |
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Here we go, some mingled time |
