Thirty Inches
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Thirty Inches
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Take it to the net
I'm talking all day
Like the people gotta talk
40 miles and in the street
Now you're talking
Way no baby
Where's your nurse and chain
Let me talk to you man
Everybody's talking too much shit
Liking your duck
I'm dirty old man
And I'm a sick man
I'm sicker than you
Sir, you don't know
I'm sicker baby
I'm sicker than y'all
And I don't need your talking
Everybody's talking too much shit
And that's declared me, fucking messhole
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