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A demon sixshooter in a six-geared car On the 38th floor in a rotating bar With all hell's fire and a Vodka Martini And a roulette hooker in a stolen
door walls. Heating up the needle and heating up the girl. Now you're so geared up it makes your top lip curl. You wonder what got you in that awful
geared down I'm in her ear now Stealin it, she's feelin it, its all clear now One more hoe, on my team I'm a pimp homeboy, what do you mean Its all about
I'm not too big a fan of beer but I need a drink If I smoked I could use a zip now I'm on the brink I've been all geared up now for how long I
I'm fully geared up My tongue is sharp, my dreams are wild How crazy is my head? And who am I without my soul? Am I a piece of paper? A gentle
the slack sloth Imagine your crew geared up in ashes and sackcloth You're straight from hell, you dispel your own truth Changing up like Clark Kent in a phone
leave casualties I creep gradually, til everybody knows that I got more flows than Rosebud got hoes The anger inside had me trapped til I got geared
It's Friday Night, we was geared from head to toe, we were lookin' so tight the moment i leave his side she tries to creep up from behind I seen
fall I'm always here for them all Just as long as everything is always geared to me I'm a jerk, I'm a creep, I'm so shallow, I seem deep I got what
the revenant showman's cue, slipping the gap sideways on his heels, toothless grin abeam, arms outspread, his vibrissa geared on a sucker's best wishes. By
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