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Well it seems to me you are a little fleaand when I squish you blood and guts get under my nailsthat's what I like, that's what I really likeYou! you call yourself my boss?I call you an albatrosstrying to wrap yourself around my neckI smile when my fist and your face connectYou! think your the king of usI'll smash you with my hate busflattened like a little squirrel, a fleshy frisbee I can hurlall 50 of my arms and legs will pummel you mercilesslyfill your round holes with square pegsnot that I know who you areI ramrod through your chest this convenient beam of rebarYou stuck in an elevator with me that's stalledI'm gonna pee all over you and smoosh your face into the wallthen I kill you again and again and again and againYou! From Letras Mania