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Dope, guns, in the streets (Revolution) will blow tonight Either or foe, tonight
Cut the The queens for dead Soft and wet, scarf to the bed Jack is all tragic he stands alone Feeling demonic in a no go zone You look well suited like you to win Lust, and malice, your degrees of sin Cruising for and looking pretty as fuck Ace take chances wish you luck
Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution) Everything will blow friend or foe, tonight