straight edge yelling - drugs selling
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worthless piece of shit
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how can you call yourself true hardcore
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when you can¢¥t deal with it?
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you walk around like (fucking/lord) scarface
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five minor jerks at each hand
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i guess they¢¥re just too hight to get it
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otherwise they would understand...that you¢¥re a
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lowlife...hardcore wannabe
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lowlife...that¢¥s what you are for me
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there must have been better times
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right now i can¢¥t remember a single one
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all my feelings proved to be mistaken
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i thought that we would get along
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but you¢¥re (just) an oversized leech
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draining a scene of its life¢¥s blood
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close your eyes - get lost
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what you see is what you (¢¥ve) got
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lowlife...hardcore wannabe
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lowlife...that¢¥s what you are for me
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lowlife...hardcore wannabe
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lowlife...stay the fuck away from me
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what you say and what you do
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one way or the other comes back to you
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i can¢¥t say that i have found a cure
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but at least i know you...that¢¥s for sure
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...you fucking sell out!!!!!!!!
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Lowlife
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| Ryker's |
