| I am a sinner
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| And I’ll be back
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| I am a gypsy
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| I get what I can
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| I’ve got one thing
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| And I like to call it revenge
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| I’ve been rocked
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| You know Iv been rolled
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| I’ve been figured out
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| And you know I’ve been told
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| I’ve got one thing
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| And I like to call it revenge
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| My best friend
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| I’ve got one thing
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| I like to call it revenge
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| Another gun shot they put on the street
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| I see the fear in everyone I meet
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| They live in L. A
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| Too many years
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| They see the games
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| Come and go on people’s fears
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| For revenge, my best friend
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| Revenge, my best friend
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| Too many funerals
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| Theres too many tears
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| Your mamas crying
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| And you dont even hear
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| She live in L. A
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| Too many years
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| She seen the games
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| Cause she knows those peoples fears
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| For revenge, for revenge
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| You sit and learn
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| Children live, let live
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| Cause diet meens dead in the end
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| Casue in the end
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| There is no more revenge
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| In the end
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| Cuase in the end
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| There is no more revenge
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| In the end |