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(Oh they'll come for you, like they came for me)Try to take all the good things:They'll take your money,They'll take your wife,They'll even try to take your life.Well it's a ????? strong world and sometimes,like a dog, you gotta fight.I don't wanna go out, I don't wanna go out, this way.Got to keep of moving.I don't wanna go out, I don't wanna go out, today.Murdered in a do-rag. (?)I don't wanna go out, I don't wanna go out, this way.I don't wanna go out today.Cause I'm a fighter,I'm a fighter.And I wish I could have more lives, I wish I could turn my hands in to knives,knives, knives, knives, knives,In a montage,where in sloooooooooow motion,ooh remember the death of my friend,Letras de cancionesand so I'll sharpen my arms on the strength of this rage,and throw a ??? ??? ??? through the length of his faceI don't wanna pay, etc.I don't want to pay out this way.I don't want to pay out this way.I don't want to pay out today.Cause I'm a fighter,I'm a fighter.And I just wanna turn what's mineI just want to make them beg for their lives,lives, lives, lives, lives,In a sequel,Where I go to the Better Business Bureau,Ooh, and file a complaint, stronger than sword,Yes the argument I overpaid,Yea, they'll wish they never messed with this place.I'll make them pay. From Letras Mania