| Miseries comes in all flavors but chocolate it’s preferred
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| But the question it’s do I look mean enough, scary enough
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| Do I look mean and bad and super bad and super scary enough?
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| Would you look in that eyes contact?
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| Too much? |
| Too much eye contact, no someone got to die
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| When you look at me, what do you see? |
| An animal?
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| When you lock me up and through away the key
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| I know animal
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| You only become what you believe and I know animal, behind those …
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| and those close doors sitting in the cell
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| I know I’m more then an animal, I’m a human been, there’s no difference between
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| you and me, I’m no animal, I’m no animal
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| I came from the streets, where you have to fight and you have to argue for
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| every right
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| But I’m no animal, I’m no animal
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| And it’s finely time to get my shine; |
| I won’t forget they make me wait in line
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| like some animal, like some animal
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| I’m more then an animal, I’m a human been, there’s no difference between you
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| and me, I’m no animal, I’m no animal, I’m no animal, I’m a man |