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Strength Beyond Strength
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There is nothing. No education. No family life to open my
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Arms to. You'd say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow.
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I'll be broke in a gutter.
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I know the opinion. A broken record. Fuck you and your
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College dream. Fact is, we're stronger than all.
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You're working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect
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Neighbors. But I'm helping to legalize dope on
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Your pristine streets and I'm making a fortune.
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You're muscle and gall. Naive at best. I'm bone, brain and
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Cock. Deep down stronger than all.
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A sad state of affairs. A crippled America. A pipe dream
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Buttfucked. Immune. Stronger than all.
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A lament for a rookie officer, punk ass weak little lamb.
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For the mob, truly, does rule at this particular time.
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We've grown into a monster. An arrogant, explosive motherfuck.
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Hard as a rock. Shut like a lock.
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Finally, the president in submission. He holds out his hand on
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Your television and draws back a stump. It's too late for some.
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Far too late.
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No more holdbacks. No more paying a cops paycheck. Let him
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Bust his own child. The son that heeds my word and smokes my dope.
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The daughter that sucks me off and snorts cheap anything.
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Hail Kings. The new Kings. Stronger than all.
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A simple process to legalize. There would not be a choice but to
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Take our side. Be there no question of certain strengths. Know
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This intention. Forever stronger than all.
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Strength Beyond Strength
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