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suicide kings

I don't like your tone

You sound confused

Because your ma said I was born to lose

I smoke my menthols and sport my rings

She don't like me running with my posse, the Suicide KingsBaby, freaky toy girl don't you crack you whip on me

Yeah yeah yeah, girl don't you crack the whip on meI'll take you from your home

And give you what you want in a man

I got skin skin smooth as chrome

I'll get you stickier than strawberry jam

So don't you cross me or get sly

I'm an American insensitive guy

And I don't give a rat's ass

About polite society or questions of classLeave a sexy corpse live fast and die young

This is what i want to do

I'm destiny's child, ride free or die

With suicide superstar coolThe wind is cold the times so hard

You've got to live before you're chucked in the sod

It's all a hustle out on the street

Black leather gimme tougher skin

So that I can competeAin't nobody gonna crack that whip

Ain't nobody gonna crack that whip

Ain't nobody gonna crack that whip

Ain't nobody gonna crack that whip

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