| take the knife
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| Take the gun
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| It doesn't matter - it's latte for me
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| Because my favorite gun is in my wallet
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| It's plastic, but very effective
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| Permanent beef is my first principle
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| Don't open your mouth like that
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| Otherwise I'll rip your face open
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| With a bit of red you'll look better paleface
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| What scars?
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| You don't need to despise yourself
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| It's like that — after all, I'm shoving money down your throat
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| I don't give a fuck about Visa or Mastercard
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| I have my cards in platinum black
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| Stop crying
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| My deed will bring you further
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| Because from today you walk through life with a big grin
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| Would you have spat bit back the screaming
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| Then your fucking face wouldn't be all ripped open
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| And after the action nobody will forget me
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| Open the corners of your mouth — you're going to be a credit card eater
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| (hook)
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| Put the card in your mouth
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| Now it's getting out of hand
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| You have a big mouth, so I'll hit it
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| There's a bad clamp
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| Bad, bad a bell
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| Open the corners of your mouth — you're going to be a credit card eater
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| Put the card in your mouth
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| The godfather ticks out
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| Look into my eyes — I'm crazy
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| There's a bad clamp
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| Bad, bad a bell
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| Open the corners of your mouth — you're going to be a credit card eater
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| (Part 2)
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| Yeah, how cool
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| Your wall flesh tears
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| I constantly need new cards —
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| My bank is tired
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| You want compensation?
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| But you can wait a long time for that
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| Go to the cops you sons of bitches
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| File a class action lawsuit
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| And I'm proud to emphasize:
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| Baba Saad advocates this torture method
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| Cut open like that you are an amazing being
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| Because you have a permanent grin, but you are in tears
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| yes
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| Be happy
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| You'll soon have cards in your mouth
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| And what teeth? |
| You bastard -
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| I'll knock them out for you
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| Thanks to the godfather, you now have a new sense of the world
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| Happy bastard, I'll give you a Chelsea grin
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| Reach for the cards, pull out the first one that comes along
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| Hooker, no mercy
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| I'm pushing your pain threshold
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| And after the action nobody will forget me
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| Open the corners of your mouth — you're going to be a credit card eater
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| (hook) |