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It Goes one, twothis gumshoe's coming for youthree, fourwith more than the lord to speak forfive, sixgonna walk this beat until i drop my drumsticksbut i spun 78's, 45's, and 33's since '99(there's nine) ten foot polesa needle wants to touch me touch memy feet get cold, so i speak soft until they cut me freeget out of this world of one window flaps and spins out of controlgold and silver,it don't warm my soul, so cold i shiverso i try to aim my bow and quiverpull the arrow back but it wont deliverand it's frozen like this hopeless liver / romanticwill you hold this pictureand shake it out of habiti ain't an addict i just gotta have itso gimme gimme gumdropsand one shot of whatever you got inside this gunshotand give up control to the confusedone, twoLetras de cancionesthis gumshoe's coming for youthree, fourwith more than the lord to speak forfive, sixgonna walk this beat until i drop my drumsticksbut i spun 78's, 45's, and 33's since '9999 problemsbitchin' ain't onei learned over the years how to imitate runninga tight ship for youso come here and let me bite that lip for you.okay, you can have your cakebut you cant touch the icingyou gotta hush the lightning 'cause motherfucking jailbirds like to sing(if that diamond rings your neckyou got no one else to blame just your love for respect)where respect ain't dueprotect your neck from the fangs you drewtrue blue collar blood with youlove it you need it but that lust ain't trueyour colors are shinning throughand there as yellow as the sun that's blinding you(can you hear me? ...something about a business deal? ...i think i lost you)but i held on to your innocence since you have a heart that beats stillso just be stillcome out of the rain and open your ears and listensome are out to win (the big money)and some are just out to aim(and if all you see are triple sevensthat's gonna go and cripple heaven for you)one, twothis gumshoe's coming for youthree, fourwith more than the lord to speak forfive, sixgonna walk this beat until i drop my drumsticksbut i spun 78's, 45's, and 33's since '99(if that diamond rings your neckyou got no one else to blame just your love for respect)now your passing the rockor your passing the liquorattracting the gods or attracting the bleedingits a delivery straight from your willand it will kill, thrill and haunt yougot you holding on to things that weren't thereand you weren't scaredthere there nowhold down those demonsno rush, no rush,keep breathing From Letras Mania