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Clunk

7x hey mister, elevate that mic into a blista you might need to rest up or pump that chest up because that mental is fading, ego you overplayed it you busta you just can't be trusted the drama, your mama must've really been disgusted {chorus} but you got no clue always screaming everybody owes you well kid I never did, and never will it's gone too far it's gone too far and it's on (well it's gone way to far punk) I never did well I never did kid it's gone too far fuckin' punks been bringing all the funk in knowing you man you're probably not thinking got you lips sinking there it goes flying over that head you'll be crying lying in your death bed now you're just a reject ??? Mc'y D's just to gain a little respect {chorus} you need to drop that freakin' ego before you crash before the headlights are simply glaring in your eyes and you're goin down what's the matter with the life that you're leadin' when you're bleedin' everyone's thinking how much they hate you it's not to late dude, just that time for you to zip up that girl take a deep breath, look around, ain't nobody left just a target, bull's eye still you walk around in a clown like a clown in a force field see I'm not crazy, you're the one who's crazy institution bound to be the only way that we can even solve this had about as much as I can take so do yourself a favor

 

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