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a real gamer
sideways smiles in the land of nod
a real woman is pissed off
gamers running the streets wild
outlaws I'm about to settle you on down
under the cover of darkness
I see you ride
a mother gives you safe passage
the eye in the sky is open
fly under wire
if you know what's good for you
this is some real down home magic
instructions played on all stations
I talk out loud not worried about the man
strapped and prepared to throw down
this is legit talk
here me son?
my hair is coming down
but this isn't Rapunzel
you won't be rappelling up or down my wall
no fairy stories
if you want it, go get it
real money talking
communications open
my inner ears work just fine
threaten a lady and see what it gets you
really this is my game you're playing
who do you think made it?
all play belongs to me
technology works for me
there are no rules in war
crimes against humanity
I tell you prove it
the council of celestial godhead's
you make me laugh
this is some old voodoo I'm slinging
I'm all in
so bring it
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