| Gettin' caught up in it, buildin' this fuckin' shit
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| But back in the mind a truth’s realized
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| The other men, the better men
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| The real men, respect to them
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| Submit, retreat, embrace, defeat
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| And get to work
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| Heave-ho the shirk and do the dance
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| The wanna-be-man-dance
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| And burn your ass from flamin' hoop
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| Jumps compensatin' for just what ain’t
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| And up the ladder
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| Up the scaffold sacks of bullshit
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| Many mouthfuls hammer for hammer
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| Crowbar for rod, smoke and fire flames
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| And fire higher and higher, pile it up higher |