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Think you’re pretty mean, acting sixteen
Looking real tough, ain’t anger enough
With your harlem clothes, try and act with your pose
Well if I look in your eyes just run and hide
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You can’t, you can’t fool me(x2)
Now the actions begun you ain’t scaring no-one
Just back in a quick, you only make me feel sick
Just go on home, leave us alone
Go and beat up your cat, I bet, I bet you’re good at that
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