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Hundred Reasons Broken Hands

Take what you want from me nobody's telling you where to go don't think I am so naive to be fool by these smokescreens We languish in the sun, broken hands

what you want from me nobody's telling you where to go don't think I am so naive to be fool by these smokescreens We languish in the sun, broken hands

to go in the deep Don for real with the same gotti traumata pill Von o niel, embraced by the arms of the ill Art of war, a hundred men, cars galore Wanted

OFF! [Freddie Foxxx] Yo check this out, all jokes aside Let's get busy [KRS-One] Word! Blastmaster KRS-One in the house Hah, everybody for some reason

we give em cataracts Down South, Dirty Third 3rd Coast, mayn we got them birds Get the ring bezeltynes, and you heard Rolling G five hundred, in Excurs

Bullet catchers for the slave master Then the conservatives called up reservists To active service left families nervous But more importantly broke nine hundred

twirly, twirly, twirly! Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore . . . Hey! RIGHT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH LEFT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH RIGHT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH LEFT HAND

her boots Because to me a girlfriend is of past tense They fucked me good, but broke me for my last cents I was a lemon treatin tramps like women Never understood the reason

start correct? (yes) True blue together forever no needto guess The feelings we shared since day one Are the feelings I can't stay away from A hundred