| When i start movin', you see a blur.
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| Get hooked on me baby, there ain’t no cure.
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| I’ve always been able to laugh at fate.
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| Two brown eyes filled with hate.
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| I’m the man who makes the street his home
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| And my lean mean hearts is just as hard as stone.
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| Oh, I’m my main man.
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| Don’t want nothing from no one.
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| I’m my main man.
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| Always ready for what ever’s gonna happen.
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| Spend my time in a cold jail cell, shootin’up poison
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| And livin’in hell and I never care what people think,
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| My history’s written on me in tattooed ink.
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| And still life goes on tracks on my arms,
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| And the number thirteen is my good luck charm.
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| Oh, I’m my main man.
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| Don’t want nothing from no one.
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| I’m my main man.
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| Always ready for what ever’s gonna happen.
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| What happens to me is my own affair.
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| If you don’t like me, I really don’t care.
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| 'Cause no one’s been what I’ve been through,
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| And I don’t do what people want me to do.
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| I’ll fight you till the bitter end,
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| And then I’ll screw your little girl friend.
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| Oh, I’m my main man.
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| Don’t want nothing from no one.
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| I’m my main man.
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| Always ready for what ever’s gonna happen. |