| Me and my scarecrow homie headed down the trail
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| A wicked clown impaled somebody bound to fail
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| They tried to hoe us and throw us a curve
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| Man I don’t know
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| It’s more curves in this road than up in Anna Nicole’s fat ass
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| Walkin down the road, we played kick the can
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| And we thuggin', juggalug, buggin' on bammer
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| God damn it strange planet, can’t stand it
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| Tryin to find the wizard in this candyland
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| It’s lunatic stompin' in my Air Force Ones
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| But they scuffed on, hit em' with the blue and green mud
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| At least you got something on em'
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| Try using hay
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| I’m losing my shit
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| I’m getting shorter along the way
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| Shit put on one of mine, you can hop that ass
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| Nobody fucking move I want your money and cash
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| Don’t even fuckin' turn around, don’t look back smiling
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| Damn it, even in Oz they thug whilin'
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| You ain’t safe
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| Ain’t no one safe
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| You’ve fallen victim to thug whilin'
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| Even in your sleep and in your nightmares
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| You ain’t safe
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| Ain’t no one safe
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| You’ve fallen victim to thug whilin'
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| Killers on the creep is what your life is
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| I’m made out of metal and aluminum foil
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| They call me Tin Tizzy
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| I drink 40s of motor oil
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| Which one a y’all holdin'
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| You got weed
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| And all the folks around here smoke stems and seeds
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| And I need a little bit of that shit you got
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| Keep lookin forward or one a y’all are gettin shot
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| This is my part of the brick road
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| I’m painted chrome
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| If ya step in my zone then your shit is gettin stole
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| You say
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| We ain’t safe
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| Ain’t no one safe
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| We’ve fallen victim to thug whilin'
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| Even in our sleep and in our nightmares
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| We ain’t safe
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| Ain’t no one safe
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| We’ve fallen vicitim to thug whilin'
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| Killers on the creep is what our life is
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| «Yo, scarecrow»
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| «What up, dawg»
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| «This is bullshit, I ain’t even seen his ass»
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| «You better pull quick, cuz I ain’t got shit out here as it is»
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| «So leave us the fuck alone and go rob the wiz»
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| Yeah, he gots a Mercedes stretch Hummer navi-bus
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| All we got is this bammer and you fuckin with us
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| I turned around
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| What the fuck you ain’t even got a gun
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| I know, you think maybe the wizard got one
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| Man, I can’t even believe this shit crow
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| A tin man at that with no strap
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| What you know about heavy metal fool
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| A big gun
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| I was just warming for when I really do get one
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| Take me with you to the wizard of all
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| So I can get mine too
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| I’m tryin to ride with y’all
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| What you think scarecrow
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| We got the same paint on so that’s cool
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| But we all should remember the rule
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| We ain’t safe
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| Ain’t no one safe
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| We fallen victim to thug whilin
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| Even in our sleep and in our nightmares
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| We ain’t safe
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| Ain’t no one safe
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| We’ve fallen victim to thug whilin'
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| Killers on the creep is what our life is |