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 Here it comeHere it come
 I said, here it come
 Here it come
 Here it come
 Here it come
 Here it come
 Here it come
 
 A push 'n' pull 'n'
 Back 'n' forth, 'n'
 Gain no ground
 A knockin' down, 'n'
 Pound, pound, pound
 A kickin', screamin'
 Whack, duct-taped
 To make no sound
 A sittin' still
 To take the pound
 Pound, p-p-p-pound
 
 Going down hard with
 A bang, bang, bang
 Shot
 Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
 
 Longer you live
 You get what you give
 What you're reaping
 First out alive
 Is the one to survive
 You are creeping
 
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna get ya in the back, yeah
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna put it in your back, yeah
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna get ya in the back, yeah
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna put it in your, put it in your
 
 A spittin' blood 'n'
 Teeth 'n' guts
 Out on ya shoes
 A kiss my ass 'n'
 Born to lose
 Like Mister Blonde
 Tap-dancing Dalí
 On PD
 All tied up in misery
 P-p-p-pound
 
 Going hard with
 A bang, bang, bang
 Shot
 Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
 
 Passing the buck
 As you run out of luck
 How you're weeping
 Crossing the line
 As you run out of time
 Are you creeping?
 
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna put it in your back, yeah
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna stick it in your back, yeah
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna put it in your back, yeah
 Said, yeah, jerk
 Gonna put it in your, put it in your
 
 
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna get ya in the back, yeah
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna put it in your back, yeah
 Cold, hard fact
 Gonna slip it in your back, yeah
 Said, yeah, jerk
 Put it in your, put it in your
 
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
 Going down hard with
 A bang, bang, bang
 Shot
 
 
		
		
	
 
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