| I’m looking for a brand new switch
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| With hopes I can win big and get rich
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| I want to see how high I can get up and not die
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| I’m looking for a brand new switch
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| I survived the ropes, and mouths full of soap
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| The pitch and the slope, the up’s and down’s of the dope
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| But I ain’t slow, and I fucking know
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| In a race down a hole, you can only go low
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| Go low, go low, go low
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| Go low, go low, go low
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| I had it coming, I had it coming
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| I had it coming, coming to me
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| I had it coming, I had it coming
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| I had it coming, coming to me
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| It was no surprise how this song go
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| Spoiled to the purebred scoundrel
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| Just a dime a dozen mongrill
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| They got me slammin' and bangin'
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| Slangin' to hang in
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| The gang, the clique, the swinging dicks
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| I’m under the covers, I’m under the bed
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| I’m under the bus, underfed in the head
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| My secrets are just nicely rusting, day started feeling heavy as must wins
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| I’m trying hard, hard to stay composed
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| But I’m Ray Rice like, fully exposed
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| And harried up the steps, a stranger bound
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| Life or death
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| Calls with a single sound
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| A palm at my door eerily pounds
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| I’m not special, same as every cat around
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| I’m going down, down, down
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| When karma comes around
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| I had it coming, I had it coming
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| I had it coming, coming to me
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| I had it coming, I had it coming
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| I had it coming, coming to me
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| I’m going down, down, down
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| Down, down, down
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| Down down down
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| I had it coming, I had it coming
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| I had it coming, coming to me
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| I had it coming, I had it coming
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| I had it coming, coming to me
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| I had it coming, I had it coming
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| I had it coming, coming to me |