We were hoodlums, just some Muslims, in the year of '88
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Me and my buddy Brian were way under age
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I was a shifty little mister just watch me drift between the cliques
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No one had me like my family it was kinda the pits
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So I take it out on others anyone beneath my status
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Making fun of making ofA?[?] made me think I was a badass
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wasn't even a nerd,
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I'd sit with Bri and his boys
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I felt kinda included
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I was so overjoyed
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No one liked me and I know junior high was a mess
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So I played king's quest where you go and you fence
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Playground was a place where I should have got punched
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but I never got affected cause no one noticed me much.
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'Cept Brian he was funny and we shared every class
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Can't explain it just somehow I knew that it wouldn't last
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had me over Friday night to watch porn at his dad's
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that's when he called me out for jerkin' off in my sleepin' bag.
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Brian told his friends and the word soon spread
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my freshmen year at Brainnerd and I was better off dead
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Everybody knew even that nerd named Kramer
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he made fun of me in the locker room I couldn't be lamer
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do you jerk off do you beat off? yo, that's all I ever heard
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If you can't control your penis maybe you should go to church
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so let's persecute the perv, make him think he acts alone
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like they're not all running home to grab onto their bone
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but they convinced me I was stupid, so I'd do it with guilt
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that's how I was raised, and what the catholic church felt
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my behavior was a bum, I wish I knew it was a blessin '
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couldn't keep myself from messin', never considered confessing
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just kept it on the low, while the lunchroom laughed
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but at my expense, I had no friends, I felt trapped
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but I guess I had it coming after how I behaved
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let that be a lesson, one I'll take to my grave
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The Masturbation Song
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| MC Chris |
