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straight edge yelling - drugs selling
worthless piece of s**t
how can you call yourself true hardc*re
when you cant deal with it?
you walk around like (fking/lord) scarface
five minor jerks at each hand
i guess theyre just too hight to get it
otherwise they would understand...that youre a
lowlife...hardc*re wannabe
lowlife...thats what you are for me
there must have been better times
right now i cant remember a single one
all my feelings proved to be mistaken
i thought that we would get along
but youre (just) an oversized leech
draining a scene of its lifes blood
close your eyes - get lost
what you see is what you (ve) got
lowlife...hardc*re wannabe
lowlife...thats what you are for me
lowlife...hardc*re wannabe
lowlife...stay the fk away from me
what you say and what you do
one way or the other comes back to you
i cant say that i have found a cure
but at least i know you...thats for sure
...you fking sell out!!!!!!!!