D.Y.S
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D.Y.S
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D.Y.S
You fucking cock sucker
You suck up little prick
You think you're so cool
But you act like a dick
You turn around, You go down
I live for the hunt
Tracking you down
You infested little cunt
Die Yuppie Scum (repeated)
Money is her God
She thinks her shit don't stink
But if you drive a Porsche
You'll get her in the pink
Cause you've been around, you go down
For fortune and fame
But when you're all alone
You'll have no one to blame
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