| Some people think they jive me, but I know they must be crazy
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| They can’t see their misfortune, or else they’re just too lazy
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| Je suie le grand zombie
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| With my yellow chaffen of choisen
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| Ain’t afraid of no tomcat and gonna fill my guts with poison
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| I walk through the fire
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| And I’ll fly through the smoke
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| I wanna see my enemies
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| On the end of my rope
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| Walk on pins and needles
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| And I see what they can do
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| With the King of the Zulu
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| When I roll out in my coffin
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| Drink poison in my chalice
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| Pride begins to fade
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| And you all feel my malice
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| I put gris-gris on your doorstep
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| So soon you be in the gutter
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| I’ll make your heart melt like butter
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| I say I can make you stutter
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Come to me, get it, come, come
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| Walk on guilded splinters
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up
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| Till I burn up |