on the run like a bandit i'm on the loose
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now you eat the dust and you taste the
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puppy chow this ain no standstill hold
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up captain crunch a desperado i take you
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out to lunch il gank your milk money
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honey it a royal treatment no tracks out
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back in the wet cement a broke tooth
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and a phone booth and a change of
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clothes ause everyone knows i get
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mean in the smoke screen half time going
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on the crime scene operation down low
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you call your hero but like sweetback i
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got no afro i'm coming dark creepin?in
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your alley watch your eyes as i make a
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quick getaway gonna trap me slingshot
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happy spider web window with a fatal
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blow
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Smokescreen
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| Citizen King |
