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Lyrics:
Oh shit
Kids cruise away, pack of chickenshits
This sky is ours, dark stains on his pants
Enough to make a butcher out of the bone
Take a walk in the park, shit, yeah
A poor boy, a rich boy
A poor rich boy coming right through me
Rich boy, poor boy
Poor rich boy coming right through me
Oh shit
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