Let me count the ways
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Yo subside the desperate
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Choose your poison
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There's burglary
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There's shaking hands
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Forfeit this game and either way
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They'll find you in an early grave
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Brainwashed and glued to your tv
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This all seems wired
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To self destruct under you
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Do you really wanna live the rat race
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I think it's time for a change of pace
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Let's build an arsenal of bombs
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Gotta cut some throat
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Gotta blow some fire
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Gotta roll and conquer this
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Nowhere safe under the sun
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This is the way of the gun
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Bow your face to the rising sun
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This is the way of the gun
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And the songs they sing will leave you dead
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They glorify your doom
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That's not to say i can't relate
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I take my chances just the same
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And walk alone among the enemy
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These scars bleed wine
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The taste of pain frightens you
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Gotta deal with steel when you play
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Never know who you'll meet on the street
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Beware of owner
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Live long
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Step off
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Gotta keep the peace cuz there no police
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Gotta roll and conquer this
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Disciples
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There's no reward falling asleep running
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Disciples
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You got a hole in your head the size of oakland
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We can dance
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Sew me up in fracture
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We can dance
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Unto this land we raise the sword
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Don't get sore it's business
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The vision reigns
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Armor piercing
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Not withstanding
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Flies straight through your head
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And the songs they sing will leave you dead
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Don't ever waste reprisal
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The Waltz
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Red Tape |