Queens in the pocket girl in a locket say
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Boys wanna knock it other wanna rob
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It
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I see when ya coming girl ya look
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Stunning running for the friends of mine,
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Well it's more for the power and the hour
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After hour well he's itching for the powder
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One time, well it's' dear for the fire hate for
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The liar living for the bass and beat, close
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To the wire no one wanna hire didn't want
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A working week, well the ole town crier
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Looks for a buyer out there finding your
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Feet in dreams of schemes and drug filled
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Friends will be fine for someone to meet
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I own earth wind and fire, it breeds the
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Hunger that keeps me on the road again
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It's earth wind and fire I don't own thunder
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It's owned by a love of mine
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With a beat
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Of the drum the made your head spun
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See no hear no speak no son, look like a
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Gun held by the young in a far gone land
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Shooting everyone, fee fee fi fi fo fo fum
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Is the package in the back becoming a
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Problem, fee fee fi fi fo fo fum is the habit
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That ya have still fun, counting on ya
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Losses carrying crosses looking at your face
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In the dirt, travelling busses hiding
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From the rozzers pretending that your
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Extravert, well the gil you accosted and
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Then took hostage escaped while you
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Were at work, after three years two days
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Paranoid drug haze couldn't stand to live
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A life of hurt
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I own earth wind and fire,
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It breeds the hunger that keeps me on the
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Road again it's earth wind and fire I don't
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Own thunder it's owned by a love of mine,
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With water blood and wine she temps me
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Back time after time, well it's earth wind
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And fire I don't own thunder, it's owned by
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A love of mine
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Earth, Wind & Fire
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Jamie T |