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  • Bullet got the wrong bloke
    Life kid suck
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life give suck the box drink
    Yeah
    Life kid drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kids sucker
    Box drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life kid seen from the box
    Seen from the box
    The juice from the box
    Kids suck life
    Kid get suck from the box
    Drink
    Bruce lee
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life gets in from the box
    Seen from the box
    The juice from the box
    Kids suck life
    Kid get suck from the box
    Drink
    Bruce lee
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kid suck the box
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life kid joke from the box
    Seen from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kid suck
    Life kid suck the box
    Drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Tanglon
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Skin hard sails in jail
    Hair always cut with a blunt tool
    Muscular but thin like springs
    But not steel
    For Ford men
    Four Ford men
    They sell it into vaporizing rulers
    Each way up in his own head
    Hold up in its fly flicking markses
    Piggy little piggy little eyes
    Holds and scape
    Just enough to let in light
    Bullet got the wrong bloke
    But he don't die anyway
    Its nothing mortal if you don't move
    You still have slot the wall in a blanket
    I have been this way for days
    Bullet got the wrong bloke
    It's happened mortuary, you die it means
    Skin has it off the wall and it goes like this
    I have been this way for days
    Oh no, there's a gun
    Over there under the bed
    Turn, let's see what's in the other room
    He grew up faster
    Just the disco with the one get my rope
    Pull through again
    A third rat a fourth to his head is calm the sheets of calm
    Bullet got the wrong bloke
    He's out of the eyes now
    Strained gas on his head
    It's dark, he comes up with his darkness
    Tanglon
  • Bullet got the wrong bloke
    Life kid suck
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life give suck the box drink
    Yeah
    Life kid drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kids sucker
    Box drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life kid seen from the box
    Seen from the box
    The juice from the box
    Kids suck life
    Kid get suck from the box
    Drink
    Bruce lee
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life gets in from the box
    Seen from the box
    The juice from the box
    Kids suck life
    Kid get suck from the box
    Drink
    Bruce lee
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life kid suck from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kicks up
    Life kid suck the box
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Life kid joke from the box
    Seen from the box
    Drink from the box
    The juice kid suck
    Life kid suck the box
    Drink
    Yeah
    Bruce lee
    Tanglon
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Life kid suck the box
    Skin hard sails in jail
    Hair always cut with a blunt tool
    Muscular but thin like springs
    But not steel
    For Ford men
    Four Ford men
    They sell it into vaporizing rulers
    Each way up in his own head
    Hold up in its fly flicking markses
    Piggy little piggy little eyes
    Holds and scape
    Just enough to let in light
    Bullet got the wrong bloke
    But he don't die anyway
    Its nothing mortal if you don't move
    You still have slot the wall in a blanket
    I have been this way for days
    Bullet got the wrong bloke
    It's happened mortuary, you die it means
    Skin has it off the wall and it goes like this
    I have been this way for days
    Oh no, there's a gun
    Over there under the bed
    Turn, let's see what's in the other room
    He grew up faster
    Just the disco with the one get my rope
    Pull through again
    A third rat a fourth to his head is calm the sheets of calm
    Bullet got the wrong bloke
    He's out of the eyes now
    Strained gas on his head
    It's dark, he comes up with his darkness
    Tanglon