| Queens in the pocket girl in a locket say
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| Boys wanna knock it other wanna rob it I see when ya coming girl ya look
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| Stunning running for the friends of mine,
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| Well it’s more for the power and the hour
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| After hour well he’s itching for the powder
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| One time, well its' dear for the fire hate for
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| The liar living for the bass and beat, close
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| To the wire no one wanna hire didn’t want
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| A working week, well the ole town crier
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| Looks for a buyer out there finding your
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| Feet in dreams of schemes and drug filled
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| Friends will be fine for someone to meet
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| I own earth wind and fire, it breeds the
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| Hunger that keeps me on the road again
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| It’s earth wind and fire I don’t own thunder
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| It’s owned by a love of mine
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| With a beat
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| Of the drum the made your head spun
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| See no hear no speak no son, look like a Gun held by the young in a far gone land
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| Shooting everyone, fee fee fi fi fo fo fum
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| Is the package in the back becoming a Problem, fee fee fi fi fo fo fum is the habit
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| That ya have still fun, counting on ya Losses carrying crosses looking at your face
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| In the dirt, travelling busses hiding
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| From the rozzers pretending that your
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| Extravert, well the gil you accosted and
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| Then took hostage escaped while you
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| Were at work, after three years two days
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| Paranoid drug haze couldn’t stand to live
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| A life of hurt
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| I own earth wind and fire,
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| It breeds the hunger that keeps me on the
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| Road again it’s earth wind and fire I don’t
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| Own thunder it’s owned by a love of mine,
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| With water blood and wine she temps me Back time after time, well it’s earth wind
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| And fire I don’t own thunder, it’s owned by A love of mine |