Friday, February 5, 2010

Faith.

My baby knows how to clean an M-16, your baby only knows it's daddy is a hasbeen.
My baby stomps through your alleys with a vengence,
Your baby just dies hard, with a vengence.
My baby wrote the bible, your baby's his disciple.
Your baby full of holes, my baby glistens gold.
My baby got an 8 track, your baby mounting brokeback.

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