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Lyrics
Foul words, you surely ain't no friend of mine you coward, you're crawlin'to me but ain't your kind 'll see your face's ground down in the dirt if you give me just another try got your na me and your number and 'll hunt you down, make you wish you wanna die 'll cut you'de open for the world thesee you double cross me and 'll make you bleed The streets will run red on your judge me nt day 'll be the last thing you see and on the last breath you breathe, 'll just fade away got your number, got it all And 'll be there just to watch you fall But just re me mber, for all your pain you ain't worth nothing, just spitball in the rain 'll cut you'de open for the world thesee you double cross me and 'll make you bleed The streets will run red on your judge me nt day 'll be the last thing you see and on the last breath you breathe, 'll just fade away
