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(4:08)yesterday morning i wentout for a cup of coffeei shavedthen i combed my hair a man who didn't know mesaid something to my backi stopped to turn around and face itthat is whyi pack my .25where nobody knowsright above my bootit's the lawno one there to serve youwhy not be the hero?why not be your own?swear i'll kill you!swear that i'll kill youthe law--it's the lawevery man out on the street knowsswear that i'll kill youi dreamt all yesterdayhow i might make a man feelwith a gun up to his facehe'd show respect to me "i don't care what you're thinking i'll wipe that thought away"
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