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zuò cí : Ritchie, Shafer, Travis |
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Gotta make this money and |
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I make this money |
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This money is me, this money is everything |
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I do and see |
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Who are you to judge me? |
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Just let me be and let me breathe |
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I see this whole world headin' for damn nation and |
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I' m ready to leave |
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I can' t believe, this whole world twisted me |
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You fuckin' biggots, you fakes, you wannabes |
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I see the future and it' s lookin' grim |
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A lake of fire lookin' looking like a long swim |
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I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave |
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I' m a fist of rage, far from saved |
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I' m a fist of rage, in a broken state |
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I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back |
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Slim Jim' s and a |
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Tin Man grins, deadhead' s with dreads |
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And now the |
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Feds growin' shark fins |
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My girl' s knocked up we' re in love |
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But she' s young and yo, |
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I think I' m gonna get locked up |
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I couldn' t cut the mustard with a |
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GinsueAnd |
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I' m twisted brown from all of the bullshit that |
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I' ve been through |
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I' m lookin' for love, but it' s got too many damn faces |
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I can' t win even with these four aces |
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My place is here in the mix with tricks |
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And the sickos, |
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I spend G' s but only make nickels |
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My soul tickles, but this ain' t even fun and games |
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My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain |
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My fuse is short and it' s lit |
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Like me, I should have fought' sketchy, it' s gettin' hard to see |
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My heart bleeds, believe in every dying breath |
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These people they take and they take until there' s nothing left |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave |
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I' m a fist of rage, far from saved |
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I' m a fist of rage in a broken state |
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I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate |
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Come onYou' re feeling old with me, you' re up a creek and you don' t know it |
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Finger on the trigger but your punk ass is scared to pull it |
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And I know it' s ' cause the fear you hide your eyes showin' it |
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Payback on your ass ' cause you' re overdue and |
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I know I owe it |
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And when you' re going down, bet |
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I' ll be blowing up |
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With the sound of a shotgun cocked and realized you' re fucked |
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I hope you see my middle finger from the stage |
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Feel me coming, feel me coming, feel me coming |
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I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave |
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I' m a fist of rage, far from saved |
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I' m a fist of rage, in a broken state |
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I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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I' m a fist of rage |
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I' m a fist of rage |