| I bin tappin' yo' phone ma little rattlesnake
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| Yeah — slimes of a feather grime together
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| I oughta scatter your brains from here to White Plains
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| You’re the dirty rat that killed my brother Louie
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| «She killed Louie? |
| Louie Da Fly?»
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| Well, now, I like that in a girl…
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| Shoulda gunned the bastard sonavabitch down myself
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| But now — I ain’t into blackmail
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| So I might spare your life tonight
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| Well I’m making a list
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| Checkin' it twice
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| Decidin' on just who deserves to die
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| And you just made it, baby
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| (Yeah, you just made it, baby)
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| Yeah I know you go Romeo
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| Romeo O Romeo wherefore art thou, Romeo
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| Well I’m a two fisted fucker gettin' hard in my pants
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| And hot under the collar
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| (Hot under the collar)
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| Well, I’m the granite man… sic 'em, bawh…
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| A woman’s place is on ma face
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| Eat my fire, I’m the new messiah
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| Birds gotta fly… fish gotta fry
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| I’m the lava scab with a lava slab
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| Well I’m the granite man
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| «He's the granite man»
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| I can hold a blackjack and a bottle in one hand
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| And a switchblade in the other
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| And I know how to use 'em
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| «Yeah, he know how to use 'em»
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| I bin eight-balled by the Grand Poobah
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| 'Cause I’m the granite man
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| «He's the granite man»
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| I got some falling green, how about a few drinks
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| We could take in a strip show…
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| Then go down to the Bowery and set fire to a few bums
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| Heh heh, yeah…
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| Cause some havoc in the shroud of darkness
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| Have a private holocaust between the sheets…
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| You 'n' me, baby…
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| Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock…
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| Come to Bedrock… Rock… Rock… Rock
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| Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock…
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| Come to Bedrock… Rock… Rock… Rock
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| Sic 'em, bawh…
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| A woman’s place in on my face
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| Eat my fire, I’m the new messiah
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| Birds gotta fly… fish gotta fry
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| I’m the lava scab with the lava slab
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| Well I’m the granite man
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| «He's the granite man»
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| Well I’m the granite man
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| «Do ya understand?»
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| Howzabout it, baby, c’mon, lay down in the sand
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| Well I’m the granite man
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| «He's the granite man»
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| C’mon and lay down in ma dirt
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| Lay down on the slab with the lava scab
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| Well I’m the granite man
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| «He's the granite man»
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| Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock…
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| Come to Bedrock… Rock… Rock… Rock |