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The bad blood blood is dripping Down the wall Your sneakers are slipping Do break your fall You thought it was a game Till Johnny got his gun
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The tallons got your name I think You'd better run |
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My time, my work, your prize, you jerk realize, I despise, you and yours and you me BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD |
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The bad blood is boiling on the floor You can't stop the anger cause this means war Surrender your conscience, and do |
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your time. I will not forgive you for wasting mine
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