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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Can't Punk this game, this game is not made to be punked/ I'm not just any grain, I'm the one grain that stands out/ You used to be planted here, now you're just a stump/ And since you think you're criss cross, I'll make you jump/ Trying to punk this game, you're wasting your time/ And time is money so you not making a dime/ You're facing a steep hill, it's something to climb/ It's too hard to swallow, your mind is never mine/ When you think, it's blank, so your checks are the same/ You're running around in circles, it's an endless game/ You can call for my help, but you can't call for free/ You can start by calling 1 800 I need a beat/ Or you can call 1 800 set me free/ And beg me please, because it's me that you need/ I can give you some pointers, and show you the moves/ But it's more than just talent, you need the groove/ You need the shoes because you can't walk in mine/ So if you tell yourself you can, you'll just be lying/ This game is not for everyone, I set the bar/ And I'm too efficient, so I'm setting it far/ If this game can be punked, I wouldn't be the best/ And from the eye test, I passed every test/ Dotted every I, crossed every t/ The jury is out and I never took a plea/ Because I never done the crime/ I know I shine the hardest, they call me LED/ The greatest of my time, I'm the young Bruce Lee/ You can call me a King but I'm really a God/ I set off drums, I shred that guitar with a simple head nod/ You see the head bob, that means they feeling me/ Every show I do, I sweep the stage clean/ In the metal game, I made my house of stone/ You made your's of stone so your house is gone/ I huffed and puffed and blew it away/ The big bad bully and I'm clearly here to stay/ This metal game is punk proof you can't Punk this game/ Maybe once before but this another time frame/
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