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Dont ya know Its Cali-O, Its Cali-O, Yeah This hit aint no joke, This here aint no joke Dont ya know, Sweet Cali-O Love it when I hit it, Cali-O Love

cut my finger You said it just wouldn't burn and I scarred my face You know I bite my nails, my skin and my fingers And I've heard that's my liver, my

I look at you and I see a clown NO matter what, you better stop Someday you'll have to learn Or maybe you wanna be S.O.B. you son of a bitch S.O.B.

With closed eyes You close your fist They tell you what to see Long arm fell short You're property Until you earn enough to own Work hard ethic is a lie

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'm feeling so empty this life is a living hell like living in an empty shell. S.O.B symptoms S.O.B. of betrayal S.O.B.

it with me E-V-I-L B-O-Y-S i know you think there saints but mom im here to tell ther B-O-Y-S there just E-V-I-L those boys are evil there making me

with eyes closed, you close your fist. they tell you what to see. long arm fell short, you're property until you earn enough to own. work hard ethic

believe I'm in a fight. I don't know what's come over me a?? not to be trusted after tonight. But of course it's a no win situation a?? they took em