i could hear myself clear
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from the living room
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ruptured pain to fear
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family's dyin soon
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look in my eye what do you see
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lover y amigo tambien enemy
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because the best thing is life
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is for me to sing these words
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all i leave at the shows
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are chrome microphone turds
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i take fat hits
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and i take fat shits
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i cap on the girls
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who give out 10$ thigh splits
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yo all i want is respect
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in this game
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cause the papa roach style is wild
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and not plain
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know what i'm saying
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put us through your speakers
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cuz i know that we are banging
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positivity and negativity
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we saying that you
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can't get the ying
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without the yang
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confidence and style
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mix it up with some slang
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and make it grimy
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just like my little nigga stimey
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step up was up
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i came to make friends to the end
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and back again
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and show your stacks again
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because sometimes i'm x-rated
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sometimes i'm g-rated
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sometimes i bugded crowds
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act wild
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and get faded
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wheather its monday
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or tuesday
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or thursday
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or friday
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i'm getting down
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everyday
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because its my way
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to express the onion hardcore slang
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a boogedy bang bang
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boogedy bang bang
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sha bang you know what i'm saying
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put us through your speakers
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cuz i know we are banging
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look in my eyes
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what do you see
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lover y amigo
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tambien enemy
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the good and the bad
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le bein a le mal
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chaos forever
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natural law
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Tambienemy
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| Papa Roach |
