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Every ringside observer knows,
Truth don’t pull no punches
Getting down dirty in the earthy trenches,
reveal who the real
firmament workers are

When a pile of brown waste
is coming out of
somebody’s backdoor mouth
Don’t let ‘em try to shovel
those swarm of flies
thru the front door of your house

Avoid walking thru those cow pastures:
Don’t step in it ... 
Let none of that smelly smear
stick to your shoe

Avoid the uranium fear manure fields:
Don’t get scare-boo
by their lung moo

When punch drunk ear boxers
start piling the lies on thick
Their green excrement promises
is gon make you vomit sick

Don’t get the greedy steer eyes,
then open your fattened, 
flattered mouth by bribe surprise ...
Don’t snake steak swallow none of it

Grab that honest-to-good shovel
and start sweat swinging it
If not, soon you gon be
knee deep in 
every bridle inch of this horse plop obit

Step lightly ... always in the path of right
Avoid dim cow pastures
that darkly wanna stumble dung smack your mouth

But, Truth gon always bulrush connect 
to a Nile gator jaw
Crocodile teeth gon always try to
bite the lion’s paw

Remember the Queensberry Rules,
my gentlemen peeps:
Bury the right cross in a fool’s jaw,
and do it justly jab quick

Bob and weave ... don’t fall for none of those 
fake counter punches, 
bifurcated tongue tricks
The Devil says, fight dirty — 
do whatever it takes to get rich

But those who choose to win that way,
will fall blindly 
into the bottomless money pit
Making it so Lucifer loser plain to see,
they stepped into a mess of it

And in that sour field of filthy lucre dreams,
full of lying, nasty quips ...
Their sphincter mouths will surely
get a shovel full of 
derriere brown stick lips

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