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Sampled: ... |
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Too tough to die |
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Martina: I always wonder why |
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My mama left town |
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New Haven ain't a bag of salt |
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When nobody knows your name |
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You look so different over the phone |
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Seven states away they're doin' |
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Doin' the strange fruit swing |
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When they come down |
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You have to leave town |
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I am Too tough to die |
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I am Too tough to die |
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Blessed are those who believe |
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Who believe and have not seen |
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I wasn't there |
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And it's got me wondering |
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And the man you make then and now |
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He's burning |
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School's are learning you can't unlearn |
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No room to turn |
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Let alone run |
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And I am Too tough to die |
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I am Too tough to die |
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It's in their eyes |
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It's unspoken |
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Don't even know they're out to do you harm |
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Can't even see the pulse beating |
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In the axle of your arm |
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Outlaw wearin' diamond patches of sunlight on his coat |
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Livin in a cage make a 7 time daddy lose his mind to roam |
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Derision's a cold wind against my skin |
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You keep a-flayin til there's no skin at all |
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What's to hold it together when you stumble |
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And you fall |
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I am Too tough to die |
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I am Too tough to die |