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Beat down like a pile of junk |
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Politically incorrect |
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We knew he deserved the best |
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But he never got no respect |
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Six kids and an empty wallet |
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With a hole the size of a dime |
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Not a dollar or a dream to boot |
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He thanks |
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God for a hell of a time |
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Here lies the middle class |
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What once was is now past |
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Our forefathers spent their lives cultivating this ? |
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One man army born and bred |
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Never cared much what no one said |
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Worked all dat till his fingers bled |
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He was a one man army |
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One day he bought a shotgun |
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And went home and sat on the bed |
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He downed more than a couple of drinks |
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That put the 's' word in his mouth |
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So the future is not so bright when everything looks so dim |
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Then he tought about who he loves |
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But thought more about who loves him |
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Too much pain and no gain |
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Suck the blood from my veins |
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I work too hard to have you |
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Take it all away |
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I see red when you see green |
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Kill us all when we turn 18 |
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If oppertunity ever knocked |
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I guess we weren't home |
