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We stand accused but you lie |
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Varicose-veined finger, a prejudiced evil mind |
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The young get stronger, free living fast |
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But you're a sapsucker, you ain't gonna last, no |
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Your twisted mouths feed the minds of babes |
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Taught from birth it's crime that pays |
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One man's fortune is another man's pain |
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But that's how you play the game |
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I ain't the child of your disgrace |
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You're mud kickin' into my face |
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I've healed the wounds, been crucified |
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Mudkicker kick |
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Ha! Here's mud in your eyes |
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Ladies and gentlemen and members of the jury |
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All rise, 'cause here comes the boss |
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He's your big brother, 'The Silver Tongue Double cross' |
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His collar starched white, big black briefcase held tight |
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It holds the power to your demise, yeah |
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The corporation blue sedan |
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Behind the wheel Mr. Businessman |
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He thinks he's got the upper hand |
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But he misunderstands |
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I ain't the child of your disgrace |
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You're mud kickin' into my face |
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I've healed the wounds, been crucified |
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Mudkicker kick |
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I ain't the child of your disgrace |
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Quit mud kickin' into my face |
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I've healed the wounds, been crucified |
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Mudkicker kick |
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Wow! Here's mud in your eyes |
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Your prestige is clear as day |
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But I can scrape the sewer bilge and see the same |
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The young get stronger, free living fast |
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But you're a sapsucker, you ain't gonna last, no |
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I ain't the child of your disgrace |
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You're mud kickin' into my face |
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I've healed the wounds, been crucified |
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Mudkicker kick |
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I ain't the child of your disgrace |
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Quit mud kickin' into my face |
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I've healed the wounds, been crucified |
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Mudkicker kick |
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I said, "Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down |
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Mudkicker kickin' me all around |
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I said, "Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down |
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Mudkicker kick |
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Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down |
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Mudkicker kickin' me all around |
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I said, "Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down |
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Mudkicker kick |
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I don't fuck around, no |