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Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution) Everything will tonight Either friend or foe,
Cut the The queens left for Soft and wet, tied to the bed Jack is all when he stands alone Feeling harmonic in a no go zone You look well suited you came to win Lust, spite and malice, your of sin Cruising for pity and looking pretty as Ace take your Queen wish you
Dope, guns, in the streets (Revolution) Everything blow tonight Either or foe, tonight