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The Automatic Rats

Have I become a recluse? What is it that other people do that doesn't leave a bruise? He's smirking under his skin Our divide is steel but paper thin,

Find a camera recluse What is it that other people do that doesn't leave a bruise? Its lurking under my skin uninvited Silver paper thin i'm breaking

that bone from the ghetto, to cars and homes Laced out, Jesus piece, ice the face out My niggaz on the run they place out Flee fiends with the cake mouth Automatic

Step right up and listen, welcome to the show Sign on the X to sell your soul It's so automatic, hocking broken plastic Royalties you'll never know Rotting

he aint what he say, n everybody gon rats Just rat, and catch your little body all rats Matter'fact, I dont hang out with no lobby for rats (Nah) The

years old, extramanish, hard-headed sellin' them rocks I killed an old wack motherfucker, no one ever bigger than me Prettiest thing I ever seen, a 1979 air fifteen Clean, fully automatic

his own brother face his back Give love and take it back Good grief, man, this world is quite heavy on my aching back Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats

straight shots and then pop bottles Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models Start with straight shots and then pop bottles Flirt wit the hood rats then

straight shots and then pop bottles Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models Start with straight shots and then pop bottles Flirt wit the hood rats then