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How I feel about certain citizens of my fair city. |
| I am an aggressive teenager Do not mess with me Or else i'll return the favor after I take off my baggy T I'm white trash and of it i'm proud I do drugs because i'm cool Don't ask me why i'm loud Or i'll force you to a duel If we're friends then you're my bro If not then you're a punk I call every female a hoe And at 3 p.m. i'm already drunk There's no car for me to drive So you'll see me walking with " the crew" Tacobell food keeps me alive Aswell as shelter from my boy blue I may live in a suburb But I know the streets are hard For I was kicked out by my mother Now I live in my neighbors yard |