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Track : Gutz

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... 3, 4 warsaw!
Dont talk to me girl, you know its not nice.
Dont laugh at murder, I wont pay the price.
The facts are too high-powered, so sickened thrill,
Id give that mess up cos it makes you so ill.

Blame bad things on me, whatever you do.
When I come home I will be different from you.
Youre such a chictalk, youre really trussed up.
Dont wanna talk to you, just left me your mum.

Dont be a puppet, always rush you around.
One just for you photo, try and tire me down.
I wont tell him I talk like this all night,
He must be worried cos youre sounding so trite.

Respect is only normal, the way to our lives.
Ever tried to sleep around with a bed for a wife.
Well never change you, if you start acting that way.
If do keep mouths all open, Ill never get a say.
You know whats special, its as dark as I say.
Can you see me, just ourselves,
No comment, copycat!

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