| At school I couldn’t handle the beef
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| And I got a battering
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| I did retaliate with my speech
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| My teeth got shattered
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| And nobody gave a fuck about me
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| How I was managing
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| Tripped into a magic (so tragic)
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| Wished I could vanish then
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| Now I’m the one with the love
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| I got a smile on my face
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| But I’m the one that’s corrupt
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| Yeah, I’m kinda deranged
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| Now I’m the one with the fear
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| At any moment I’ll break
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| I’m preaching loud so 'fore your ears can hear a slug
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| I’m so corrupt, fear is a powerful drug
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| Preach lies, hate, fear, love, trust
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| I’m so corrupt, fear is a powerful drug
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| I threw my hat up
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| Graduated from the academy
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| Load up my gun
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| Ho, hey, no fucker batters me
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| The time on patrol
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| Responding to assault and battery
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| A fifteen year old, so I’m fucking panicking
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| I said freeze, he was still as a plastic manikin
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| He dropped his keys, so I shot
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| As he went to grab at them
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| His face the same race as them kids
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| Who used to bash me then
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| Now power’s with me
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| My partner will never rat me in, yeah
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| 'Cause I’m the one with the love
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| I got a smile on my face
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| But I’m the one that’s corrupt
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| Yeah, I’m kinda deranged
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| Now I’m the one with the fear
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| At any moment I’ll break
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| I’m preaching loud so 'fore your ears can hear a slug
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| I’m so corrupt, fear is a powerful drug
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| Preach lies, hate, fear, love, trust
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| I’m so corrupt, fear is a powerful drug
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| I’m preaching loud so 'fore your ears can hear a slug
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| I’m so corrupt, fear is a powerful drug
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| Preach lies, hate, fear, love, trust
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| I’m so corrupt, fear is a powerful drug
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| Now I’m the one with the gun in my hand
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| I’m the one with the gun in my hand |