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I got some hard times, two punks upon a subway
It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square
A hard line - It's the one you gotta cross
The one you gotta cross, to get you anywhere
Michael's on his way to payback syndication
Of fisticuffs, retired (?) and his backstreet education
The 8-ball stops him low
Demonstrations show
It's crystal clear it ain't so great for those who become broken here yeah
I got none
I got no mind for... nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here
The cocaines out, then is world goes (?) down, the prime objective: Fear
To rival forces from different times and places nowhere near
The tension begins to grow
His instincts tell him so
He (...?) yeah
I got none
I got no mind for... nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here
Yeah!!!
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