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You want to believe That you own this part of me. Well I'd like to see What makes think you own anything? I got an ace up my sleeve. It's gonna make you bleed. Trust the words I speak. You don't want to **** with me. I just want simple things. Money, and *** aren't too interesting. Just let me be free. Just stop ******* with me. Remember now I got an ace up my sleeve. Remember now It will make you bleed Remember now I don't concede So tread lightly. So step the **** off You've done enough You're a ***** And you're playing rough. But you aren't too tough. Step the **** off Don't push again Unless it's the end.
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 6:08 PM UTC
Step The **** Off
You want to believe That you own this part of me. Well I'd like to see What makes think you own anything? I got an ace up my sleeve. It's gonna make you bleed. Trust the words I speak. You don't want to **** with me. I just want simple things. Money, and *** aren't too interesting. Just let me be free. Just stop ******* with me. Remember now I got an ace up my sleeve. Remember now It will make you bleed Remember now I don't concede So tread lightly. So step the **** off You've done enough You're a ***** And you're playing rough. But you aren't too tough. Step the **** off Don't push again Unless it's the end.
a draft from awhile back
cameron-banowsky
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 6:08 PM UTC
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