| Before I’m done I’mma run this, run this
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| Before I’m done I’mma run this, run this
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| Before I’m done I’mma run this, run this
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| Before I’m done I’mma run this town into the ground
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| Dilute me, water me down, how?
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| There’s more chance of me courting a cow
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| Disappeared, last seen walking around
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| At 27 with a sign saying 40 and proud
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| Does Katie look like Amy, or Amy look like Katie?
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| What the fuck are these cosmetic surgeons creating?
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| I’d never imagined shagging a mannequin
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| But that vajazzle is, so bedazzling
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| I want the light skinned chick from the Misfits
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| To pull my pants down and tell me if this fits
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| When I say I’m a big prick; |
| it’s my dick talking
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| I can’t help it, I’m a bit of a dipstick
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| Sadistic, come on cunts! |
| Insult me, I insist
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| A dimwit with a dick covered in lipstick on the prowl
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| Walking around zipper down; |
| dick sticking out!
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| Who wants to fuck with me now?
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| A half-wit with a fringe started it and he’s stuck with me now
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| I’m hunting him down
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| Wow, how could he accuse me of clucking over Krusty the clown?
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| You’re in trouble, prick, I’m in a muddle, prick
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| Is that your chick or Mick Hucknell, prick?
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| Dick, minge, you puss
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| I pray for the day that I find him face down in that ginger bush
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| Imagine cheating on your wife
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| Footballers are as sleazy as you like
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| Imagine sleeping with the wife of another
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| Imagine sleeping with the wife of your brother
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| Imagine if I said Imogen, I may do
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| If I hate you, for me to name and shame you ain’t nothing
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| So make a mistake and say something, nothing
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| Not even an injunction with a cape could save you
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| I don’t say this to all the girls, just you, because I trust you
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| Come here slut, I need a drug mule
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| I do these things because it’s fun to
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| I don’t need a mule for drugs
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| I just wanted to see if you were in love enough to put drugs up you
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| Now you got a clunge full of munk and mushrooms
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| I really can’t believe you called my bluff
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| I ain’t fingering your chick, I’m looking for my drugs
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| Why think about what I say? |
| I say what I feel
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| Women call me rapey, I say cop a feel
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| The worst day on this earth was the day I got a deal
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| I ain’t been the same since the day I dropped a pill
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| I ain’t lost appeal, I got appeal though
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| Spit hard, kick rhymes with a steel toe
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| Cap, been bad with a real flow
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| Back, intact and I’m still pro, rah!
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| Your opinions aren’t shit to me
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| I couldn’t give a fuck what you think of me
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| I may contradict myself as I change and I grow
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| Though my bet’d be I’ll be this way till I’m old
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| From when I was young I’ve been too long in the tooth
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| I ain’t down with the trumpets; |
| I ain’t quirky or cool
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| If I’ve offended you and you’re coming to get me
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| Just know if I’m going to hell, you’re coming with me |