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Busted Loser Kid

I was always picked last for teams, I wore my sisters jeans, I was a loser kid. And the teachers didn't care, They just left me sitting there, I don't

I was always picked last for teams, I wore my sisters jeans, I was a loser kid. And the teachers didn't care, They just left me sitting there, I don'

true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got the devil got me thinking 'bout them ill moves Every damn kid

in the bed but The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say "They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A" Look out kid, don't matter what

8-track Certified, bonafied pull out the weapon Rusted your ho's gets busted Run your joules, shootin' up ya damn fools Leavin' your loser lazy lyricist

effect so play the odds out till april the tapes will grow so we can by posters and staples i bet that kid Slug will bust flows if you ask nice its

feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People look at you like youse the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha

getting at? That was us Us who? Me and you Man we were that kid Vurs Nah man! It's true! I never sweat other rhymers! I never diss my troopers! Well that kid

Plants in the bed but The phone's tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D. A. Look out kid Don't matter