| Now Errol’s a smart boy who delivered big weed
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| Says that he could get you all that you may ever need
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| He got careless and filled his face with greed
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| 20 pounds past the limit, 20 miles over the speed
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| Errol always said he was the jack-of-all-trades
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| He’d work on damn near anything just as long as he’s paid
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| You got a project and he’s quick to your aid
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| Just don’t bitch about the service or critique the grade
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| 'Cause you can’t tell Errol anything
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| 'Cause Errol knows everything
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| Now Errol plays music whenever he can
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| He and some friends went and started a prog-rock band
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| And when the wouldn’t always adhere to his plan
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| He grabbed up his PA and like a bastard he ran
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| Now Errol claims his business was fully legit
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| And he swore up and down that he’d never get bit
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| But now incarceration has forced him to quit
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| 'Cause Errol the smart boy wouldn’t listen for shit
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| You can’t tell Errol anything
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| 'Cause Errol thinks he knows everything |