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Here it come Here 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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