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(spoken sample: take this first song and uh, dance
I mean this, uh, first, let’s start playing and dance.)
Well I just shot a man to death
I´ve got a bullet out of my head
He fired back and I can´t stop
A final shot and a final breath
Afraid to stop and afraid to check
The smell of fear and the color red
Had him with a 2 inch shell
Well it´s a brutal smell of death (* 4)
Saw my reflection in a spoon.
I had it with my not approved excuse (--> ? ? ? )
I´ve got a supermanic soul
I´ve pulled the trigger in the record room (* 2)
I´ve put a stop to his loonytoons
I´ve put him down in the record room
These are for you
Dead - break this
These are for you
Dead - break this
Dead!
(talking samples)
These are for you
Dead - break this
These are for you
Dead - break this * 3
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