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And so the end begins |
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As thunder rumbles in |
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Odds are stacked against us |
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Fat chances now seem slim |
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Get along, get acquainted |
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Get along, demonstrate it |
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Get along, get creative |
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Get along |
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And so it deepens |
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As day break swaggers in |
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Stagerrin' with no desire |
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I lose to watch you win |
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Get along, get acquainted |
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Get along, demonstrate it |
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Ooh, I'd give my life to win some love from you |
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Yo', I'm Pace Won the gapper |
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Blast past the rapper, laugh at your master |
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Snatch bags and smack ya |
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Rough songs, AOP, ass cap and afta |
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Add mass, I'll grab you fast as your blaster |
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Can't match the bastards, stand back you have to |
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Rap times are crackin', rand sack your asthma |
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Ladies, trends, Mercedes Benz |
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Shady friends, ladies bend backwards |
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Get along |
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Get along |
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Get along, get acquainted |
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Get along, demonstrate it |
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Ooh, I'd give my life to win some love from you |
