| One, two, three, four
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| Heart beat badly, poison blood stream, hate myself when no one loves me
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| I’m so ugly, drugs for days, friends concerned it’s just a phase
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| I’m back to make maniac music, GHB and cocaine in my music
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| Crack stop complaining I’ll lose it, jack tripper jack the ripper
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| Meet the reaper that’s the kicker
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| Fire eater hammer thrower, ima cheater hardly know her
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| I ain’t asking I can kick it, beat myself self inflicted
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| Come on someone want it, alone my house feels haunted
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| Just chill we smoke some chronic claustrophobic cabin fever
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| Said she loves me can’t believe her
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| She tried to kill my art
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| She couldn’t fill my heart
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| Still the start
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| Man with the loaded gun
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| She said I was the only one
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| Pops said I told ya son
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| Still fold me like you owe me one
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| Now she don’t control me but no one hold me
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| Rock slowly the lonely one, I’m still the one
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| I’m nomadic we live on the tour bus
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| A tragic sickness and nothing can cure us
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| Even if there was a vaccine I’m addicted like caffeine to back stage rap scenes
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| VIP lounges, mic checks, laminates, dress control stamina
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| Fan favorite candidates, the planets going to spin off its axis
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| The plan is in motion, my devotion all access, practice makes perfect
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| Back to crack surface, makes tracks to purchase, black magic merchants
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| Searching the world for a group like this, I can say with confidence not
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| another exists
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| If they do they’re through, razor blades no rules, I’m raised old school
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| This town ain’t big enough for two, it’s a showdown at sunset
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| Prev one’s a sure bet, riding with the lonely guns we ain’t done yet
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| She tried to kill my art
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| She couldn’t fill my heart
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| Still the start
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| Man with the loaded gun
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| She said I was the only one
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| Pops said I told ya son
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| Still fold me like you owe me one
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| Now she don’t control me but no one hold me
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| Rock slowly the lonely one, I’m still the one
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| Destructive danger, let’s face the demolition, one case of dynamite don’t waste
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| ammunition
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| Now that’s ambition, a well planned assault, we paint a vision of incredible
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| original art
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| (That's right)
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| Marvelous creature, beautifully builded abusive music, unsuitable for children
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| I throw thunder from the throne, bright lights spark dark undertones
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| Beyond thunderdome, fight like mad max, strike with the battleaxe
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| The road warrior’s back, we stacks furious facts, the notorious raps
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| The legacy continues and the story will last
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| She tried to kill my art
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| She couldn’t fill my heart
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| Still the start
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| Man with the loaded gun
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| She said I was the only one
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| Pops said I told ya son
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| Still fold me like you owe me one
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| Now she don’t control me but no one hold me
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| Rock slowly the lonely one, I’m still the one |