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The supervillain get kicked out your country |
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And said the |
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Plege of Allegiance six times monthly |
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He ain't hardly go to school |
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Been known to rock a party and do karate on a ghoul |
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Get your whole dome strangled |
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While in London town he sported a chrome |
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KangolAnd did his best to blend in |
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Even till the endin', borderline pretendin' |
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Not quite, do it matter where you from? |
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Or more if you scared, prepared or mad dumbhod that thought |
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Youngins all thirsty, get the old man caught |
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And a tad short, another random thought |
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Show your support for the troops in the street |
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Before the troop (?) he put a scoop of poop in the beat |
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That'll get it loopin' complete |
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So when she do the hula-hoop she spin it with her teeth |
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Ball, beat 'em all, that's the daily affirmation |
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Like every day the same songs play at the radio station |
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They need to change they compilation |
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Before he stomp the place in, causing complication |
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Watch what comes pouring out your face skin |
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Pissing in the waste bin, boring conversation"What do you guys do? What do you do?" |
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Wussy, the style is steel clad |
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Y'all need to practice like he need some pussy real bad |
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And that's the most he could emphasize |
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Never tell a lie, and when he boast, temperature rise |
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Keep it on the humble |
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Speak it on the mumble, creep, dive and tumble |
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Back on his feet, foes tremble and crumble |
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Send your best wide receiver, incomplete fumble |
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The whole team rumble |
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Remember it's just a game, keep your helmet on, numbskull! |
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Things could get uncomfortable and sticky |
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That's why he wear the metal mask, kick me |
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I must be dreamin' in the daytime |
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Company schemin', |
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I think I see them by the layline(?) wouldn't wanna be him, he's a goner |
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Laid out in the gutter, see him on your corner, foreigner"Excuse me? Can we interupt you for two minutes? What are you doing?" |
