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May 2014
Talk to me
when I'm drunk
I might give you a chance
Instigate, give the money
so we both understand

hand in hand
I will do what you say,
you take the gun.
oh boy, not today.

Get in the van
show me what you got.
before the policemen
caught us in the act.

If joy is what you seek
scratch the nibbles in your sleeves.
now tell me the diff'rence
when you take what you give.

You got the stakes
from within what you sweat
now take me where it leads to baby
don't fret.
Jowlough
Written by
Jowlough  South of Manila
(South of Manila)   
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