Let's go..
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From the raggamuffins of Kingston, Jamaica
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Paris, France New York city soul takers
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Tokyo clubs thousand dollars whores
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well I am the volsung from sea to shore
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[Chorus]
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All I know, rock n roll
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One more show, here I go
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yes I can - understand
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well I'm so bad I'm one hell of a man...
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well I don't need a lecture
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I won't confess so I don't need a preacher
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hey girl I just wanna undress ya
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cause I am...
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the streetwise professor!
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Well I run with heatheans crooks and cons
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where the blocks are hot I got bullets for some.
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I play my guitar until my fingers go numb
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draped in bounty hunter well here I come..
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[Chorus]
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Alright this song is for the fucking rancid punx,
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the D.M.S. crew, the skunx, the U.S. fucking thugs,
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the black hearts, alleyway crew, O.B.H.C, K.O.B,
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most hated, rumblers car club, the wolf pack,
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soul assassins, zombie wrecking fucking crew,
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the transplants.....
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it's to all the people who've given me love and support,
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and South London, Kingston Jamaica, Atlanta,
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New York, LA, all of Orange County, Boston,
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Campbell, East Bay, San Francisco, Huntington Beach,
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Santa Cruz, Oakland, Sacto, Fresno, Tokyo,
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Chicago, and Osaka, the worldwide personified motherfuckers,
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to all my real friends.. you know who the fuck you are
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Streetwise Professor
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| Lars Frederiksen & The Bastards |
