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Take take, the medicine tastes great |
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Gotta keep in the city |
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I'm way baked |
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Waiting for the meteor shading at twelve begin paint |
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The origin of a deeper leader will take place |
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Two coke bottles adorn the rope toddler |
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Rebel of refrigerator |
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Give him a |
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Nilla wafer |
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No role model, provoke him to shift focus |
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Cus he noticed that a cookie tastes better when it's stolen |
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Kids got the darnedest crooks |
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All ?? get from an honest person |
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Bought enough fireworks from the bullies to blow up a small barnwhich he kept in the box in the yard |
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And the bark is far from a klepto-anthem |
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But a klepto-tangentprefaced the grand canvass |
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Dance to the dirtstand up, celebrate the natural need to own what ain't earned |
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See it rolls off the tongue |
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Like a smoke ring rolls off a lung til it's done |
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Ready set kept it |
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He thefted a post-it |
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Later applied the motives to a moment of some grown shit"Hey, you with the sharpie and BM!" |
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Did you foreplay the gmor you carpe the diem |
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Warplay the porn game |
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Wanna get the sure way |
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Well the freedom will correlate with the sword play and heathens |
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Trickery I'm back, talk |
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Fresh outta high school |
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On the prickly catwalkof the modern bright slide rule |
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Every last number in it's historygot it's own little hustle to nuzzle up with the victory, |
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ThanksBathe in a bottle of your finest |
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Huckleberry sift through the piss looking for diamonds |
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For that hell appears to that in your climate |
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Get your money from the richest |
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Seek your pussy from the flyest |
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Slow and low, |
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Do or die calm |
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Suicide king and a tuck of the palm |
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Slow and low, do or die, stuck |
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Two to five cans in the trunk of the truck |
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And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you (4x) |
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Capture the flag |
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One by one like little confused penguins |
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Larceny's yes when fools used weapons |
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Like a bitter little burgular jaded up at the buckets |
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He's dumb enough to pull up in public in the ****in thing |
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Nope gotta configure the five fingers |
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Sorta hop wire vehicular skill is applicable |
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If an eye's on the prize and the itch aint flushed |
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I hope the fruits of your labor relieve the initial rush |
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Like, step over the abysmal cusp |
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Matchmakers trying to make the mixed signals ****ed |
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And make you read the mud, maybe make the stigma's crushed |
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Like "he will learn to walk after he lifts the drums" |
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And this is certified milk by the department of skullduggery |
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Shoplift quicker than ya shutter speed |
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Click! Missed, dip dumb colory |
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In another muddy river water til the rudder bleeds |
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Skip around the money |
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Peel the color me bunny killer |
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Hovering where the mother feed |
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Gutter greed king |
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Let a crumby mother****er breed **** wit me |
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It goes knock knock, rummy at an abrupt speed |
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The seed's all growns up, playing grown people games |
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Evil lames grown encompass the whole paper chase |
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Grip, better get the master plan |
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So when the workers of a secret graph expands, |
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Yes a pig is a cop, |
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I got a villian for flock, so when |
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I rake in the bacon |
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I hope the kiddies will watch |
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I hope the flipping of the system will be heavily clocked |
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Cus opportunity's fickle |
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If they we're trickling |
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Stop!Capture the flag |
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Drag that crass little bastard flap through the hazmat glass |
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Laugh when he asks for it back |
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Scratch that |
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Welcome to the magic and a basket of cash |
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Slow and low,do or die, calm |
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Suicide king and a tuck of the palm |
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Slow and low, do or die, stuck |
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Two to five cans in the trunk of the truck |
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And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you (4x) |
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Capture the flag |
