Mr. Whitey Ford
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I see the nightmare inside
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of your American Dream
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I'm screaming:
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bismi allah al-rahman al-raheem
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with your fascist regime
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and racist magazines
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trying to ruin peoples livelyhood
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you're all hoods
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all their tricks and bedfellows
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theres safety in numbers
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cause some cats are fighters and
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some cats are runners
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big game hunters assassin made politicans
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while corporate CEOs
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got their ruthless ambitions
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nostradamus premonitions
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they see the end coming
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every kid from the suburb
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a hundered miles and runnin'
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the influence is stunnin'
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enough to make you stagger
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cause prep-school Johnny
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got some thug in his swagger
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take seven politicians
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put them in a line
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take seven Hollow Points
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put them in my Nine
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I'll give them seven more minutes
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for some prayin' time
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then I'll pull back my trigger
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and I'll blow your mind...
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The Nightmare (Muggs Mash-Up)
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| Everlast |
