And this is only a taste
Cause i’m going out with a fist raised
This is a handicap match and
What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand
A truck, this is a spin wheel you
What preceded was the clue
Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake
Malcolm sex is still a
The science and the art, africa
I swear ri got a hit with this
That's what a public offense is
His life is a complete mess
I'm hoping i confess
Is a severe mental illness
Trying to get back to this thing called love
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