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(Intro) Ladies and gentleman, you are now captured, under my sight, I got you, It's Gunmaker on a mic, throw ya hands high, Get your lighter up,
Walking around Facing the ground Sam Galton Junior Was unpopular Gunmaker by trade But Quaker by faith A walking paradox And he knew it
Gunmakers get rich, while the priest for the murdered sings. Did you know that none of those are my favorite things? Do you love me Where there's love? Do
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