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Busted flat and dusted boy your minds a terrible thing |
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Said the man with a dirty hand who claimed that he was king |
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Choking angels from inside trying to make them sing |
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Cause your short of breath and close to death from sleeping on the wing |
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Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for |
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The ride its so hard to be a fighter when |
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Your hands are always tied |
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Mr. Innocent blood says he kills but just for love |
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Too bad the good ones always have to take the blame |
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Hey sharp tongue liar making pay in a bed of fire |
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To bad your dreams are always made of losing games |
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Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for |
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The ride its so hard to be a fighter when |
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Your hands are always tied |
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But I want to |
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I want to |
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I want to but my hands were always tied up |
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Yes in deed |
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But I want to |
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I want to |
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I want to but my hands were always tied up |
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Dirty king |
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And I wish |
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I had myself a dime for every time |
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I cursed your |
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Goddamn name... |
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Mister Clean |
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Sweatin on the line doin 40 wasting time |
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Ain't it funny how dat money rots your brain |
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Put your sould on trial cause you lost it all to a tiny vial |
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Look in the mirror whenyou tell me whose insane |
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Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for |
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The ride its so hard to be a fighter when |
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Your hands are always tied |
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But I want to |
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I want to |
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I want to but my hands were always tied up |
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Yes in deed |
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But I want to |
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I want to |
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I want to but my hands were always tied up |
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Dirty king |
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And I wish |
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I had myself a dime for every time |
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I cursed your |
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Goddamn name... |
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Mister Clean |
