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  • I'll succeed it's a breeze Or are ya gonna cry for momma I'll succeed it's a breeze Or are ya gonna cry for momma I'll succeed it's a breeze Or are ya gonna cry for momma I'll succeed it's a breeze Or are ya gonna cry for momma You know it's spooky, he's out there, he's waiting He knows you and me, he's hungry, it's frightening Let's place our bets You' ain't got a mutha fuckin' chance Don't have enough gas This is your last chance, chicken out Your car may be fast Spin of the wheel, a roll of the dice You think you can last Did you see the can Saw the can, empty the can, man By the skin on your ass My money's on the midget Can you last One gallon challenge There's a sucker born every minute It's never enough gas First you're gonna shit, then he's gonna kill ya No matter how fast No one will ever mock him again Best take your last breath The blood will rain, a sacrifice for his pain By the skin on your ass, my money's on the midget You're gonna be payin' You know it's spooky, he's out there, he's waiting He knows you and me, he's hungry, it's frightening Let's place our bets You stupid fuck, you're gonna die Don't have enough gas A lonely road, a little man thing Your car may be fast Eight legs, a thousand spikes Do you think you can last Do you think he can, I don't think he can He's a dead man By the skin on your ass, my money's on the midget You last or your ass, you're gonna be payin' with it I'll succeed it's a breeze Or are ya gonna cry for momma I'll succeed it's a breeze I can hardly see, and this cannot be happening And he has got me, this cannot be happening The fear is so thick and the sight paralyzing If I could just think there'd be a chance of surviving The more fighting and screaming the tighter he's gripping Spiked wrist bands discouraging my hopes of escaping He's got his sights set on a future of torturing I failed the damn challenge I bet the others are laughing I got something I want you to see, you will fit in nicely It's my true story, I am not fantasy, yes I too have my needs All of the tales are coming back to me The story of his failure is coming back clearly He could play all the parts but his limbs were too stubby Even had all the poses but looked dumb and stumpy But apparently that day the devil was napping Now I am the victim of tales i've been hearing How he tried out and they all stood there laughing It's a gift from me to me, I don't take rejection lightly I'm the best you will agree, you are sure to like me So divine and it's all mine, it's all mine I cut and past, and cut and paste So divine and it's all mine, it's all mine I cut and paste, and cut and paste

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