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See them crawling, begging for more, in need of money, robbing a store. See those addicted, betraying each other, selling their grandma, stealing from their father. Come to me - I'm the king of dealers, Come to me - and we'll find a way, Come to me - because I have what you need, Come to me - if you are able to pay! They start with the light drugs, sold in the schools, and think they can stop it, this pack of fools. Once I have you in my hand, this sweet dream of a neverland, will turn into a nightmare, which will never end. Come to me - I'm the king of dealers, Come to me - and we'll find a way, Come to me - because I have what you need, Come to me - if you are able to pay! From Letras Mania