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Hey blood come around
come check out my part of town
I want to see you here tonight
but in my neighborhood
you know the chicken's good
I wanna see the blackmen fight
and now the time is here
cold chicken, chitlens, beer
I want to see you here tonight
and now they come around
these soul food stands in town
malt liquor seems to taste so right
and to the chicken stand we go
we're eating lots-o-greasy food