Can't overcome it, it's what I do best
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I'll pick your pocket for your last red cent
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It's a disease, I'm stricken like the rest
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Never return anything I'm lent
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It wasn't me, yeah you know it wasn't me
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It must've been someone who looked like me
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Innocent until proven guilty
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And you ain't got a thing on me
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Your possessions, your worldly possessions
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Mean more to me than your protective obsessions
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You wanna hide 'em, lock 'em up inside and
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Throw away the key so I can't find em
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It's a shame, it's a god-damned shame
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I'm the culprit but you're the one to blame
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I'll take another lesson from my mother
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It's better to take than get took
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Steal a dollar, steal a dime
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Force of habit will hit you every time
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In your pockets, invade your space
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Force of habit anytime or anyplace
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Pay attention keep an eye on all your cash
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Force of habit will deprive you of your stash
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If I do it, yeah, if I get caught
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Force of habit is the problem that I got
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Mama told me look but don't touch,
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but that only made me want it more
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Doesn't matter if you're a friend or foe,
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'cause your house is my candy store
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I admit I know I got a problem,
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but temptation is controlling me
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I can't resist a five-fingered discount,
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everything for me is free
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Force Of Habit
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| Exodus |
