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I don't think it's a problem 'cause Most of the girls ask for it Uh huh, how did they ask for it? The way they act, the way they I... I can't say they way they dress because That's their own personal choice Some of these dumb hoes Those slut rocker bitches walking down the street They're asking for it, they may deny it but it's true Lay me spread eagle out on your hill, yeah Then write a book bout how I wanted to die It's hard to talk with your dick in my mouth I will try to scream in pain a little nicer next time White boy Don't laugh Don't cry Just die! I'm so sorry if I'm alienating some of you Your whole fucking culture alienates me I can not scream from pain down here on my knees I'm so sorry that I think! White boy Don't laugh Don't cry Just die!
Writer(s): Kathleen M Hanna, Kathi Lynn Wilcox, Tobi C Vail, William Francis Karren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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