Have you got any power
To scratch and claw back into sight
Bad news would have stopped you
But saddened jaws pack way more bite
Why do you even bother?
No match for snow lambs sniffing right
Why ain’t you living proper?
Go hatch in grow lamps spliffing light

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Have you got any manners
To watch a slow crack grow insight
Got bruised with intentions to drop ya
But hardened laws caught justice flight
Let loose when there was a cop there
To pardon flaws when the cuffin’s tight
Got booze in a helicopter
When the bar’s last call was you’re not so bright

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Young crumb follower
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Is this something that you wanted to do
When everything you wanted came into view

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Young crumb follower
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“I thought you never liked me anyway”
“I thought you never liked me, hey”