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Half assed for most his life |
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Done nothing but stand |
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Just big cause he's so small so |
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No one will give him a hand |
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The kinda guy that would steal your cast |
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And buy a burning house |
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Then call you up and invite you in |
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And jerk you off with a sandpaper hand |
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I'd leave him physically crippled |
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Without a leg to stand |
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I'd throw that trash away |
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Because a runt like that is piss in the wind |
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My fist would be the decider |
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I wasn't raised a fool |
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I'd stomp his ass for free |
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Because a punk like that is piss in the wind |
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Piss in the wind |
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A go-getter who ain't got none |
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A legend in his mind |
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Always the one to invite himself |
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And then just left behind |
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Someone must of clipped his balls |
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Or wiped his ass of his life |
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A self centered procrastinator |
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Attention seeker who's got nothing at all |
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I'd leave him physically crippled |
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Without a leg to stand |
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I'd throw that trash away |
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Because a runt like that is piss in the wind |
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My fist would be the decider |
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I wasn't raised a fool |
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I'd stomp his ass for free |
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Because a punk like that is piss in the wind |