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The Hemihead Shark (Tdk)
A mate of mine screamed in my ear
and my ears rang.
There were grenades going off
& now they're going off in my sleep.
I hit those Canterboy redferner bunny hopper bulldogs bottle thrower nigga.
I lost too many brothers, now every
room feels so empty without them.
Those soldier boys on the march
we got those boys in blue running scared. I just got in from Kansas city
mates of mine had me chasing a park
No cunt told me, but she don't exist
at least, those two bourbons with two
beautiful children in my arms,
Curtis, the son isn't that bright
Anatasia, names that rang grenades..
Fuck me back off to those streets of Canterbury, I got a triple buck caller.
and my ears rang.
There were grenades going off
& now they're going off in my sleep.
I hit those Canterboy redferner bunny hopper bulldogs bottle thrower nigga.
I lost too many brothers, now every
room feels so empty without them.
Those soldier boys on the march
we got those boys in blue running scared. I just got in from Kansas city
mates of mine had me chasing a park
No cunt told me, but she don't exist
at least, those two bourbons with two
beautiful children in my arms,
Curtis, the son isn't that bright
Anatasia, names that rang grenades..
Fuck me back off to those streets of Canterbury, I got a triple buck caller.
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