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Faith no more
When I pour a glass of water I'm drinking the fluoride/ to whiten my teeth and its a site for sore eyes! Four guys in the line up, and one will get fingered/ its either me, my choco brother, or my dude that's a ginger. If you don't like the verse then hide for the chorus/ but I'm bound to find you, like the eye of Horus. Being a logo since Aleister Crowley/ a cult leader like Manson making you stab up a family! I'm a street rat, riff raff that's raised in the city/ my surroundings are gritty and I bathe in your pitty. A dirty lil ghetto kid that lives on skid-row/ with long hair like Sampson and plays Ugly Kid Joe. What will St Peter say at the gates, or door/ give me the Mike, and I'll paint a Patton for your Faith No More.
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