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I scared myself, cause i wanna kill the man. |
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Kill the man who got the gold. |
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And the strings to my arms and legs |
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I ain't no puppet, I ain't no puppet. |
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But we all gold diggers and everyone loose the gold we love |
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This ain't the time to give a show |
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This is the time to let it go |
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This ain't the way to make it right |
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This ain't the time to pick a fight |
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This puppeteer moves the house, i live in. |
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Recreate the delusion of life |
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(cause we got the gold) so forgiveble |
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Just role ahead, baby. just role ahead, baby. |
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Cause it's all ain't worth quited. |
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When you loose the gold you love. |
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This ain't the time to give a show |
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This is the time to let it go |
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This ain't the way to make it right |
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So let it fly, let it fly. |
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This ain't the time to give a show |
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This is the time to let it go |
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This ain't the way to make it right |
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This ain't the time to pick a fight |
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This ain't the time to give a show |
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This is the time to let it go |
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This ain't the way to make it right |
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I made up a call, but i needed a fight (4x) |
