| Freedom on like stems from walk away
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| You gotta hold your time
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| You gotta hit him with the right of way
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| Maybe black too far for any like the one seen
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| In a way it’s sane, either way it’s gotta mean
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| Red sister might be chokin'
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| But I ain’t about that kind
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| Answer me with the rhythm of a body
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| That was born to lose two times
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| Hey big bo day
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| He says deny, but you’re for tin lie
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| Head my shoulder
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| Big boat deloves, big boat denies
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| They might try to hide
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| They have to have some more dead sense
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| You might be rye like a ball in the wind
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| Poison dandy lifeforms crime
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| Mix both down cross sticky pedal the line
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| The flavor might be missin'
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| But he acts to cross that anyway
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| You can bet he can diddle with the promise
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| In the power of another day
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| Hey big bo day
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| He says deny, but you’re for tin lie
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| Head my shoulder
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| Big boat deloves, big boat denies
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| Two of you sold my wallet
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| One of you stole my tie
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| Didn’t you say that you’re watching?
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| Denied
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| Venomous stole in me
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| Three of you standing by
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| Didn’t you say that you’ve got it?
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| Watch me eye |