| You don’t know how little you matter until you’re all alone
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| In the middle of Arkansas with a little rock left in that glass dick
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| Used to date a blonde, you used to hit it raw
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| 'Cause she was and you are madly involved, madly involved
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| Hittin' stones in glass homes
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| You’re smokin' stones in abandoned homes
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| You hit them stones and broke your home
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| Crack rock, crack rock
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| Crack rock, crack rock
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| Hittin' stones in glass homes
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| You’re smokin' stones in abandoned homes
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| You hit them stones and broke your home
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| Crack rock, crack rock
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| Crack rock, crack rock
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| You’re shuckin' and jivin', stealin' and robbin'
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| To get the fixing that you’re itching for
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| Your family stopped inviting you to things
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| Won’t let you hold their infant
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| You used to to get a little cut-up from time to time
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| But the freaks ain’t trying to sleep with cracky
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| Hittin' stones in glass homes
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| You’re smokin' stones in abandoned homes
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| You hit them stones and you broke your home
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| Crack rock
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| Crack rock, crack rock
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| Crooked cop, dead cop
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| How much dope can you push to me?
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| Crooked cop, dead cop
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| No good for community
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| Fuckin' pig get shot, three hundred men will search for me
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| My brother get popped and don’t no one hear the sound
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| Don’t no one hear the rounds (Sound)
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| Don’t no one hear the shells (Shells)
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| Don’t no one hear a sound
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| Don’t no one disturb the peace for riot
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| Don’t no one disrupt nirvana
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| Don’t no one wanna blow the high
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| Crack rock, crack rock, crack rock
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| How you feeling, girl?
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| How’s the gutter doing?
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| Crack rock |