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You're nothing but a dirty dirty old man |
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You do your thinkin with a one track mind |
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Keep talking 'bout heaven's glory |
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But on your face is a different story |
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Clean up your act, your story's gettin dusty |
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Wash out your mouth, your lies are getting rusty |
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Can't believe nothin you say |
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'Cause I'm around and I see what you do |
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You know you're funkier than a mosquito's tweeter |
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You got a mouth like a herd of bowl weevers |
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Same old thing same old game |
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You never change |
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Always rappin 'bout the same old thing |
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Blowing minds is a thing of the past |
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You blew your chance, that's why you'll never last |
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You wanna be a graduated lover |
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But in reality you're just another brother |
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You think you're slick but you could stand a lot of greasin' |
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The things you do ain't never really pleasin' |