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Lyrics:
[Verse 1] Half assed for most his life Done nothing but stand Just because he's so small so No one will give him a hand The kind of guy that would steal your cast And buy a burning house Then call you up and invite you in And jerk you off with a sandpaper hand
[Chorus] I'd leave him physically crippled Without a leg to stand I'd throw that trash away Because a runt like that is piss in the wind My fist would be the decider I wasn't raised a fool I'd stomp his ass for free Because a punk like that is piss in the wind
Piss in the wind
[Verse 2] A go-getter who ain't got none A legend in his mind Always the one to invite himself And then gets left behind Someone must've clipped his balls Or wiped his ass all his life A self-centered procrastinator Attention seeker who's got nothing at all
[Chorus]
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