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used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit

Now if i only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet

Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it

I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident

I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam

I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and can't lock it

So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets

The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it

Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it

My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication

But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!)

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Originally posted by fineones

used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit

Now if i only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet

Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it

I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident

I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam

I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and can't lock it

So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets

The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it

Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it

My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication

But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!)

drunken foo :tongue:

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Originally posted by fineones

used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit

Now if i only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet

Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it

I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident

I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam

I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and can't lock it

So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets

The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it

Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it

My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication

But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!)

drunken foo :tongue:

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Originally posted by fineones

used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit

Now if i only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet

Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it

I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident

I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam

I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and can't lock it

So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets

The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it

Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it

My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication

But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!)

:cell door closes: soooooooooo if i get locked up tonight... I may not go home tonight

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